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Da Mystery of Chessboxin'
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What Are The Lyrics For Da Mystery of Chessboxin' By Wu-Tang Clan?
The game of chess, is like a sword fight
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'ma give it to ya, with no trivia Raw like cocaine 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 comin' through with nuff niggaz, and nuff guns So if you wanna come sweatin', stressin' contestin' You'll catch a sharp sword to the midsection Don't talk the talk, if you can't walk the walk Phony niggaz are outlined in chalk A man vexed, is what the projects made me Rebel to the grain there's no way to barricade me Steamrollin' niggaz like a eighteen wheeler With the drunk driver drivin', there's no survivin' Ruff like Timberland wear, yeah Me and the Clan, and yo the Land cruisers out there Peace to all the crooks, all the niggaz with bad looks Bald heads, braids, blow this hook We got chrome tecs, nickel plated macs Black Axe, drug dealin' styles in phat stacks I only been a good nigga for a minute though 'Cuz I got to get my props, and win it yo I got beef wit commercial-ass niggaz with gold teeth Lampin' in a Lexus eating beef Straight up and down don't even bother I got forty niggaz up in here now, who kill niggaz fathers My peoples are you with me where you at? In the front, in the back killa-bees on attack My peoples are you with me where you at? Smokin' meth hittin' caps on the block with the gats Here I go, deep type flow Jacquie Cousteau could never get this low, I'm Cherry bombin' shits boom Just warmin' up a little bit, vroom vroom Rappinin' is what's happenin' Keep the pockets stacked and then, hands clappin' and At the party when I move my body Gotta get up, and be somebody Grab the microphone put strength to the bone Duh-duh-duh enter the Wu-Tang zone Sure enough when I rock that stuff Guff puff I'm gonna catch your bluff tuff Rough, kickin' rhymes like Jim Kelly Or Alex Haley I'm a Mi Beetle Bailey rhymes Comin' raw style, hardcore Niggaz be comin' to the hip-hop store Comin' to buy gro-cery from me Tryin' 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 gettin' low wit his flow Introducing, the Ghost face Killah No one could get illa My peoples are you with me where you at? In the front, in the back killa-bees on attack My peoples are you with me where you at? Smokin' meth hittin' caps on the block with the gats Speakin' of the devil psych, no it's the God, get the shit right Mega trife, and yo I killed you in a past life On the mic while you was kickin' that fast shit You reneged tried again, and got blasted Half mastered ass style mad ruff task When I struck I had on Timbs and a black mask Remember that shit? I know you don't remember Jack That night yo I was hittin' 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 runnin' with thugs that flood mugs So grab your eight plus one, start flippin' and trippin' Niggaz is jettin' I'm lickin' 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 comin' at cha 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 paralyzin' the victim You scream, as it enters your bloodstream Erupts your brain from the pain these thoughts contain Novin' on a nigga with the speed of a centipede And injure any motherfucking contender My peoples are you with me where you at? In the front, in the back killa-bees on attack My peoples are you with me where you at? Smokin' meth hittin' caps on the block with the gats The immune to nearly any weapon When it's properly used, it's almost invincible Toad style is immensely strong, and immune to nearly any weapon When it's properly used, it's almost invincible It's properly used |
Who Wrote Da Mystery of Chessboxin' By Wu-Tang Clan?
Clifford Smith, Corey Woods, Dennis David Coles, Gary E. Grice, Jason Hunter, Lamont Hawkins, Robert F. Diggs, Russell T. Jones
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What's The Duration Of The Da Mystery of Chessboxin' By Wu-Tang Clan?The duration of Da Mystery of Chessboxin' is 4:39 minutes and seconds. |
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