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Da Mystery of Chessboxin' (Explicit)

Wu Tang Clan
1993-11-094:08 นาทีมีเวลา LRC

"Da Mystery of Chessboxin' (Explicit)" เป็นเพลงของ Wu Tang Clan, 1993, Pop ความยาว 4:08, 103 lines / 825 words

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0:00The game of chess is like a swordfight
0:06You must think first before you move
0:10Toad style is immensely strong and immune to nearly any weapon
0:14When it's properly used it's almost invincible
0:18Raw I'm gonna give it to you with no trivia
0:20Raw like coc*ine straight from Bolivia
0:22My hip-hop will rock and shock the nation
0:25Like the Emancipation Proclamation
0:27Weak MC's approach with slang that's dead
0:29You might as well run into the wall and bang your head
0:32I'm pushin' force my force your doubtin'
0:33I'm makin' devils cower to the Caucus Mountains
0:36Well I'm a sire I set the microphone on fire
0:38Rap styles vary and carry like Mariah
0:40I come from the Shaolin slum and the isle I'm from
0:43Is coming through with nuff niggas and nuff guns
0:45So if you wanna come sweating stressing contesting
0:48You'll catch a sharp sword to the midsection
0:50Don't talk the talk if you can't walk the walk
0:52Phony niggas are outlined in chalk
0:54A man vexed is what the projects made me
0:56Rebel to the grain there's no way to barricade me
0:59Steamrolling niggas like a eighteen wheeler
1:01With the drunk driver driving there's no surviving
1:03Rough like Timberland wear yeah
1:06Me and the Clan and you're the Landcruisers out there
1:08Peace to all the crooks all the niggas with bad looks
1:11Bald heads braids blow this hook
1:13We got chrome tecs nickel plated macs
1:15Black axe drug dealing styles in phat stacks
1:17I've only been a good ni**a for a minute though
1:20'Cause I got to get my props and win it you
1:22I got beef with commercial-a** niggas with gold teeth
1:24Lampin in a Lexus eating beef
1:26Straight up and down don't even bother
1:28I got forty niggas up in here now who kill niggas fathers
1:31My peoples are you with me where you at
1:33In the front in the back killer-bees on attack
1:35My people are you with me where you at
1:38Smoking meth hitting cats on the block with the gats
1:40Here I go deep type flow
1:42Jacque Cousteau could never get this low
1:44I'm cherry bombing shits BOOM
1:47Just warming up a little bit vroom vroom
1:49Rappinin is what's happening
1:51Keep the pockets stacked and then hands clapping and
1:54At the party when I move my body
1:56Gotta get up and be somebody
1:58Grab the microphone go straight to the phone
2:01DUH-DUH-DUH enter the Wu-Tang zone
2:03Sure enough when I rock that stuff
2:05Guff puff I'm gonna catch your bluff tough
2:07Rough kicking rhymes like Jim Kelly
2:10Or Alex Haley I'm a Mi- Beetle Bailey rhymes
2:12Coming raw style hardcore
2:14Niggas be coming to the hip-hop store
2:16Coming to buy grocery from me
2:19Trying to be a hip-hop MC
2:21The law in order to enter the Wu-Tang
2:23You must bring the Ol' Dirty Bastard type slang
2:26Represent the GZA Abbott RZA Shaquan Inspectah Deck
2:31Dirty Hoe getting low with his flow
2:32Introducing the Ghost face Killer
2:38No one could get iller
2:39My peoples are you with me where you at
2:41In the front in the back killer-bees on attack
2:43My people are you with me where you at
2:45Smoking meth hitting cats on the block with the gats
2:48Speaking of the devil psych no it's the God get the sh*t right
2:51Mega trife and you're I killed you in a past life
2:53On the mic while you was kicking that fast sh*t
2:55You reneged tried again and got blasted
2:58Half mastered a** style mad ruff task
3:00When I struck I had on Timbs and a black mask
3:02Remember that sh*t I know you don't remember jack
3:05That night yo I was hitting like a spiked bat
3:07And then you thought I was bugged out and crazy
3:09Strapped for nonsense after me became lazy
3:11Yo nobody budge while I shot slugs
3:13Never shot thugs I'm running with thugs that flood mugs
3:16So grab your eight plus one start flipping and tripping
3:18Niggas is jetting I'm licking off son
3:20(Wu Tang Wu Tang Wu Tang Wu Tang )
3:25Homicide's illegal and death is the penalty
3:27What justifies the homicide when he dies
3:30In his own iniquity it's the
3:32Master of the Mantis Rapture coming at you
3:34We have an APB on an MC Killer
3:37Looks like the work of a Master
3:39Evidence indicates that's it's stature
3:41Merciless like a terrorist hard to capture
3:43The flow changes like a chameleon
3:45Plays like a friend and stabs you like a dagger
3:48This technique attacks the immune system
3:50Disguised like a lie paralyzing the victim
3:52You scream as it enters your bloodstream
3:55Erupts your brain from the pain these thoughts contain
3:57Moving on a ni**a with the speed of a centipede
3:59And injure - ANY MOTHERF**KING CONTENDER
4:01My peoples are you with me where you at
4:03In the front in the back killer-bees on attack
4:06My people are you with me where you at
4:08Smoking meth hitting cats on the block with the gats
The game of chess  is like a swordfight
You must think first  before you move
Toad style is immensely strong  and immune to nearly any weapon
When it's properly used  it's almost invincible
Raw I'm gonna give it to you  with no trivia
Raw like coc*ine straight from Bolivia
My hip-hop will rock and shock the nation
Like the Emancipation Proclamation
Weak MC's approach with slang that's dead
You might as well run into the wall and bang your head
I'm pushin' force  my force your doubtin'
I'm makin' devils cower to the Caucus Mountains
Well I'm a sire  I set the microphone on fire
Rap styles vary  and carry like Mariah
I come from the Shaolin slum  and the isle I'm from
Is coming through with nuff niggas and nuff guns
So if you wanna come sweating  stressing  contesting
You'll catch a sharp sword to the midsection
Don't talk the talk  if you can't walk the walk
Phony niggas are outlined in chalk
A man vexed  is what the projects made me
Rebel to the grain there's no way to barricade me
Steamrolling niggas like a eighteen wheeler
With the drunk driver driving  there's no surviving
Rough like Timberland wear  yeah
Me and the Clan  and you're the Landcruisers out there
Peace to all the crooks  all the niggas with bad looks
Bald heads  braids  blow this hook
We got chrome tecs  nickel plated macs
Black axe  drug dealing styles in phat stacks
I've only been a good ni**a for a minute though
'Cause I got to get my props  and win it you
I got beef with commercial-a** niggas with gold teeth
Lampin in a Lexus eating beef
Straight up and down don't even bother
I got forty niggas up in here now  who kill niggas fathers
My peoples are you with me  where you at
In the front  in the back killer-bees on attack
My people are you with me  where you at
Smoking meth hitting cats on the block with the gats
Here I go  deep type flow
Jacque Cousteau could never get this low
I'm cherry bombing shits    BOOM
Just warming up a little bit  vroom vroom
Rappinin is what's happening
Keep the pockets stacked and then  hands clapping and
At the party when I move my body
Gotta get up  and be somebody
Grab the microphone go straight to the phone
DUH-DUH-DUH   enter the Wu-Tang zone
Sure enough when I rock that stuff
Guff puff  I'm gonna catch your bluff tough
Rough  kicking rhymes like Jim Kelly
Or Alex Haley I'm a Mi-  Beetle Bailey rhymes
Coming raw style  hardcore
Niggas be coming to the hip-hop store
Coming to buy grocery from me
Trying to be a hip-hop MC
The law  in order to enter the Wu-Tang
You must bring the Ol' Dirty Bastard type slang
Represent the GZA  Abbott  RZA  Shaquan  Inspectah Deck
Dirty Hoe getting low with his flow
Introducing  the Ghost  face   Killer
No one could get iller
My peoples are you with me  where you at
In the front  in the back killer-bees on attack
My people are you with me  where you at
Smoking meth hitting cats on the block with the gats
Speaking of the devil psych  no it's the God  get the sh*t right
Mega trife  and you're I killed you in a past life
On the mic while you was kicking that fast sh*t
You reneged tried again  and got blasted
Half mastered a** style mad ruff task
When I struck I had on Timbs and a black mask
Remember that sh*t  I know you don't remember jack
That night yo I was hitting like a spiked bat
And then you thought I was bugged out  and crazy
Strapped for nonsense  after me became lazy
Yo  nobody budge while I shot slugs
Never shot thugs  I'm running with thugs that flood mugs
So grab your eight plus one  start flipping and tripping
Niggas is jetting I'm licking off son
(Wu  Tang  Wu  Tang  Wu  Tang  Wu  Tang    )
Homicide's illegal and death is the penalty
What justifies the homicide  when he dies
In his own iniquity it's the
Master of the Mantis Rapture coming at you
We have an APB on an MC Killer
Looks like the work of a Master
Evidence indicates that's it's stature
Merciless like a terrorist hard to capture
The flow  changes like a chameleon
Plays like a friend and stabs you like a dagger
This technique attacks the immune system
Disguised like a lie paralyzing the victim
You scream as it enters your bloodstream
Erupts your brain from the pain these thoughts contain
Moving on a ni**a with the speed of a centipede
And injure - ANY MOTHERF**KING CONTENDER
My peoples are you with me  where you at
In the front  in the back killer-bees on attack
My people are you with me  where you at
Smoking meth hitting cats on the block with the gats

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