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    U-god pleasure or pain.

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    There are too many for me to say one, but this is up there for me:

    Aiyyo, camoflouge chameleon, ninjas scalin your buildin
    No time to grab the gun they already got your wife and children
    A hit was sent from the president, to raid your residence
    because you had secret evidence
    and documents
    on how they raped the continents
    and lynched the prominent, dominant, Islamic
    Asiatic Black Hebrew
    The year 2002, the battle's filled with the WU
    6 million devils just died from the Bubonic Flu
    Or the Ebola Virus, under the reign of King Cyrus
    You can see the weakness of a man right through his iris
    Un-loyal snakes get thrown in boilin lakes
    of hot oil, it boils your skin, chickenheads gettin slim
    like Olive Oyl, only plant the seed deep inside fertile soil
    Fortified with essential, vitamin and mineral
    use the sky for a blanket, stuffin clouds inside my pillow
    Rollin with the Lands, the tribe's a hundred and forty four thousand chosen
    Protons Electrons Always Cause Explosions

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    that was a RZA verse of course, on 4th chamber...

    also Inspektah Deck:

    I leave the mic in body bags
    my rap style has the force
    to leave you lost
    like the tribe of Shabazz




    going to the show tonight in DC VERY HYPE

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    [Ghostface Killah]
    Yo, yo, yo, we on the steps with a six pack of Beck's
    Four dutches, Osh Kosh jumpers, '86 viles, mustard {yeah}
    A summer night, light drizzle type
    Waitin' for the Mike fight to come on, son, 'pose to been on
    I keep runnin' to the bathroom, shittin' {where the tissue at?}
    I'm blowin' up Keisha bathroom, everybody bitchin' (god damn, nigga)
    Ghost need his colon clensed
    Countin' up g-stacks, eatin' Ken' Fried Chicken
    Who wanna play spades? Word to rap, I'm givin' y'all a whippin'
    Guzzled a couple, now, I'm seein' double
    Rubbin' my girl leg, lookin' at Barbara, her sister got a nice bubble
    I used to fuck her while she was seated by Bags from Brooklyn
    He drove a Jag', she cut me off when she turned Muslim
    I need some pussy though, that kind that be gushy though
    That warm platinum pussy, with a dynamic pussy hole
    I gotta fuck something, if not, I'mma fuck my girl
    That's what's up, fuck the fight, yo, baby, let's peel..

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    Bobby Digi, Bob Digital shit is critical
    Laid the fuck up inside the hospital
    It's a riddle of a sphinx bitch had me jinx wid hijinx
    Cuban linx snatched from my neck
    It was the sex,
    This 12 ounce bottle of bex had me drunk
    One night laid up wit the Ol' Dirt and ten bags of skunk
    Just met this hoe last month
    Lookin' like a Benz with a woofer in the trunk
    I pushed up like a push-up stick
    One hand up near my cheek the other hand was holdin' my dick
    I said "Power equal.. Boo!"
    RZA people I be Bobby D-I-G-I too
    (Is that right?) Word, and exact
    Girl you got a smile that a make a nigga heart crack
    (For real?) Word to grill like a thousand dollar bill
    Close your eyes count to three and click you heels
    And we could end up at my place face to face
    Butt-naked I'll invade your inner space
    *Sniff* Straight up boo,
    Damn I can taste it!
    One drop of sperm the God wouldn't waste it
    Over the quilt,
    I rather put it inside you so your breast be filled with milk
    And we could lay up,
    And I could squeeze until it tilts
    My house built on stilts is bangin' like the Hilton
    Look how you feelin' gimme some feeback boo cause I need that
    (Look Bobby where's the beer and the weed at?)
    Look girl shit I got more than a little
    She set me up for the kiss of the black widow

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    Bobby Digi, Bob Digital shit is critical
    Laid the fuck up inside the hospital
    It's a riddle of a sphinx bitch had me jinx wid hijinx
    Cuban linx snatched from my neck
    It was the sex,
    This 12 ounce bottle of bex had me drunk
    One night laid up wit the Ol' Dirt and ten bags of skunk
    Just met this hoe last month
    Lookin' like a Benz with a woofer in the trunk
    I pushed up like a push-up stick
    One hand up near my cheek the other hand was holdin' my dick
    I said "Power equal.. Boo!"
    RZA people I be Bobby D-I-G-I too
    (Is that right?) Word, and exact
    Girl you got a smile that a make a nigga heart crack
    (For real?) Word to grill like a thousand dollar bill
    Close your eyes count to three and click you heels
    And we could end up at my place face to face
    Butt-naked I'll invade your inner space
    *Sniff* Straight up boo,
    Damn I can taste it!
    One drop of sperm the God wouldn't waste it
    Over the quilt,
    I rather put it inside you so your breast be filled with milk
    And we could lay up,
    And I could squeeze until it tilts
    My house built on stilts is bangin' like the Hilton
    Look how you feelin' gimme some feeback boo cause I need that
    (Look Bobby where's the beer and the weed at?)
    Look girl shit I got more than a little
    She set me up for the kiss of the black widow

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    Quote Originally Posted by ol dirty abbot
    baby baby come on baby come on baby come onnnnnnnnnn what the fuck anybody wanna do right motherfucking now? errr errr errrrr im the dog whos ahead of the law the dirty bastard from the wu tang squad can i get raw yes i get dirty to the floor rhymmmmeeeessss hitting on ya mind you can never ignore hip hop to me is like the place to be, my specialty from me to you ass MCs say what you wanna saayyyyyaaaa babby saayyyyaaaa i flip the microfone up any daaayyyyaaaa im mad swift cause i got that gift of gab nighas get mad ya ass never had this talent that i got will resound the spot MCs you got paid alot, you ever notice a black man damn mostly slams when it comes to the money you it aint funny so what ya wanna do watcha gotta to is come can i get a wuuuuuuuu tang WU TANG WU TANG WU TANG WU TANG WU TANG WU TANG WU TANG its on ya brain
    I LOVE THAT LINE SO HARD but..

    i have to go with my man ghost on Soul Controller i dont know why its just sooooo tight that song

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    Yo, I got stress on my brain that causes chest pains
    Inside the best frames ghetto blood clots is scored by slug shots
    And drug spots, well if youíre too poor to move out
    Or get a new house, itís like livin in a war walkin through shootouts
    And you doubt God exists, when hard fists
    Be poundin on your head like jackhammers
    Youíre trapped in the black drama, you hear the laughter
    Seconds after that you fade out, youíre played out, youíre laid out
    Your heart nearly gave out, youíre lucky that you made out
    With just a few scars when the beating ends
    The streets [sniff] let ya breathe again
    But evil men, will soon be on the receiving end
    Of universal law, Iím callin on the meek and the poor
    To fight back and never forfeit the day you have to go to war
    With forces that are armed upon the seven continental borders
    A mental fortress is essentials to absorb this
    My sword hits the human orb until it orbits
    In the art of war kids see grym reap be morbid
    Since pieces of the lost civilization in the past
    Had my photographs etched inside of pyramids
    To laugh at this revelation, without 365 days of concentration
    And twenty-four hour meditation, would be foolishly pagan
    Iím ancient as íamení, see I stay grym
    Throwin fools in in a pit full of pit bulls to be shaken
    Or strapped to the crossroads of hell and inner sin
    Which trap the sinners in, to sell such in sing-sing
    I bring grym tidings, tidal-ed/titled your wave all not exciting
    Stop riding the dick, start writin your own shit
    Cause I stick figures that think they fat and canít rap wind blast
    I make em slim fast, lookin like stick figures
    Iím all that, I bag chips at concerts and shows
    Get more panties than hoes that boost victoria secret clothes
    Foes is tagged like ex-foes toes at the coronerís
    Kids with cold feet rise and fall like the barometer
    Grym will mentally chop your career
    See shit is locked down here, like penitentiary blocks in tears
    Escape outta your ducts every time you hear my name
    You better duck fate, or catch a fuckin face full of duct tape
    You get smacked like a trick that sniffed off her money
    Then smoked like rzarector with the blunts dipped in honey


    peace!
    Shaolin shadowboxin' and the wu-tang swordstyle...
    If what you say is true...
    The shaolin and the wu-tang could be dangerous!
    En garde, I'll let you try my wu-tang style...

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    i love the RZA verse off of stroke of death on supreme clientele

    Smack the girl, bailbonds man stripped of eighteen bronz man
    Tall like Carl Malone "Mailman", framed on Larry Johnson
    Tony Montana blow, creamy white Havana Joe's
    Old Suzanna hoe, pussy sweet, banana flow
    David Banner, gamma ray shots, beast will marinate
    Bones splitted fatal Wu swords, sour amputate
    Duck Savanna wait, we splashed the glass, ice rocks
    Our cash high right stock, our logo's on your rice box
    Plus your dice box, on the side upon your white socks
    Bobby got the mic cocked, BUCK BUCK, nice shot

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    "United Nations, gun fire style patient
    Formulatin rap plural acapella occupation
    Conquer land like Napoleon, military bomb fest
    We want sanitary food, planetary conquest"

    I Just thought those 4 lines sounded good, not the illest tho. dope song

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    RZA - Sickness

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    cappa on winter warz, you can't forget that one. Anyone with the lyrics for that song please post it up I'm just too lazy right now lol.

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    well, some legend lyrics which got me into the w in the first place:

    inspectah deck on triump - i bomb atomically etc!! (maybe we heard it too often, but it are still some of the best rules i ever heard on a rap song)

    and another classic off course - ghostface on bring da ruckus!!

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    Quote Originally Posted by McTom
    inspectah deck on triump - i bomb atomically etc!! (maybe we heard it too often, but it are still some of the best rules i ever heard on a rap song)

    hell yeah

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    They say wisdom, is the wise words spoken
    By a brother attemptin' to open
    The graves, of these mentally dead slaves
    Who've been lost all across, for decades
    And centuries, lookin' for the liberty
    But receive nothin', but misery
    And hard times, and things of that nature
    By the devil in a genocide caper
    Little Boy Peep, has lost his sheep
    But I found 'em, in a deep long sleep
    Nine thousand miles away from home
    Livin' the life of a modern-day Flintstone
    We the people, supposed to be equal
    But the men who wrote that, they was evil
    Slave owners, who did not include us
    They just used us, and abused us
    First they trick you, then mentally kill you
    And use technologies, to rebuild you
    This whole plan was a perfect scam
    See that's why they called it, the Six Million Dollar Man
    Six is the limitation of the Devil
    In the Million square miles of land that he settles
    Put you in a three piece suit, give you loot
    Chemicals in your head to make you look cute
    They use you as a fool to deceive your own people
    And fillin' my children head with pins and needles
    But I'll take out the pins you inserted
    And I'll avenge all my mothers that you murdered
    And brutalized, by this modern form of slavery
    To speak the truth it takes bravery
    And no man could stop my flow
    Because I know what I speak and I speak what I know
    RZA


    The universe is full of knowledge. Everything in the universe is truth. There is nothing false that God created, and as long as you live, if you live to be 1,000, you could never exhaust the knowledge that is in this universe.

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