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    Quote Originally Posted by SKANK HILL View Post
    Nas on Verbal Intercourse
    Nas isn't a Wu member.

    My second favorite would be Raekwon's first verse on Respect Power.

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    GZA's verse on PYN. close thread.

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    RZA's verse on Impossible... Ghosts verse on Impossible....


    Fusion of the five elements, to search for the higher intelligence
    Women walk around celibate, livin irrelevant
    The most benelovent king, communicatin through your dreams
    Mental pictures been painted, Allah's heard and seen
    everywhere, throughout your surroundin atmosphere
    Troposphere, thermosphere, stratosphere
    Can you imagine from one single idea, everything appeared here
    Understanding makes my truth, crystal clear
    Innocent black immigrants locked in housing tenemants
    Eighty-Five percent tenants depend on welfare recipients
    Stapleton's been stamped as a concentration camp
    At night I walk through, third eye is bright as a street lamp
    Electric microbes, robotic probes
    Taking telescope pictures of globe, babies getting pierced with microchips
    stuffed inside their earlobes, then examinated
    Blood contaminated, vaccinated, lives fabricated
    Exaggerated authorization, Food and Drug Administration
    Testin poison in prison population
    My occupation to stop the innauguration of Satan
    Some claim that it was Reagan, so I come to slay men
    like Bartholemew, cause every particle is physical article
    was diabolical to the last visible molecule
    A space night like Rom, consume planets like Unicron
    Blasting photon bombs from the arm like Galvatron


    Call an ambulance, Jamie been shot, word to Kemet
    Don't go Son, nigga you my motherfuckin heart
    Stay still Son, don't move, just think about Keeba
    She'll be three in January, your young God needs ya
    The ambulance is taking too long
    Everybody get the fuck back, excuse me bitch, gimme your jack
    One, seven one eight, nine one one, low battery, damn
    Blood comin out his mouth, he bleedin badly
    Nahhh Jamie, don't start that shit
    Keep your head up, if you escape hell we gettin fucked up
    When we was eight, we went to Bat Day to see the Yanks
    In Sixty-Nine, his father and mines, they robbed banks
    He pointed to the charm on his neck
    With his last bit of energy left, told me rock it with respect
    I opened it, seen the God holdin his kids
    Photogenic, tears just burst out my wig
    Plus he dropped one, oh shit, here come his Old Earth
    With no shoes on, screamin holdin her breasts with a gown on
    She fell and then lightly touched his jaw, kissed him
    Rubbed his hair, turned around the ambulance was there
    Plus the blue coats, Officer Lough, took it as a joke
    Weeks ago he strip-searched the God and gave him back his coke
    Bitches yellin, Beenie Man swung on Helen
    In the back of a cop car, dirty tarts are tellin
    But suddenly a chill came through it was weird
    Felt like my man, was cast out my heaven now we share
    Laid on the stretcher, blood on his Wally's like ketchup
    Deep like the full assassination with a sketch of it
    It can't be, from Yohoo to Lee's
    Second grade humped the teachers, about to leave
    Finally this closed chapter, comes to an end
    He was announced, pronounced dead, y'all, at twelve ten
    ...

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    Quote Originally Posted by BRASSKNUCKLED PAI MEI View Post
    RZA's verse on Impossible... Ghosts verse on Impossible....


    Fusion of the five elements, to search for the higher intelligence
    Women walk around celibate, livin irrelevant
    The most benelovent king, communicatin through your dreams
    Mental pictures been painted, Allah's heard and seen
    everywhere, throughout your surroundin atmosphere
    Troposphere, thermosphere, stratosphere
    Can you imagine from one single idea, everything appeared here
    Understanding makes my truth, crystal clear
    Innocent black immigrants locked in housing tenemants
    Eighty-Five percent tenants depend on welfare recipients
    Stapleton's been stamped as a concentration camp
    At night I walk through, third eye is bright as a street lamp
    Electric microbes, robotic probes
    Taking telescope pictures of globe, babies getting pierced with microchips
    stuffed inside their earlobes, then examinated
    Blood contaminated, vaccinated, lives fabricated
    Exaggerated authorization, Food and Drug Administration
    Testin poison in prison population
    My occupation to stop the innauguration of Satan
    Some claim that it was Reagan, so I come to slay men
    like Bartholemew, cause every particle is physical article
    was diabolical to the last visible molecule
    A space night like Rom, consume planets like Unicron
    Blasting photon bombs from the arm like Galvatron


    Call an ambulance, Jamie been shot, word to Kemet
    Don't go Son, nigga you my motherfuckin heart
    Stay still Son, don't move, just think about Keeba
    She'll be three in January, your young God needs ya
    The ambulance is taking too long
    Everybody get the fuck back, excuse me bitch, gimme your jack
    One, seven one eight, nine one one, low battery, damn
    Blood comin out his mouth, he bleedin badly
    Nahhh Jamie, don't start that shit
    Keep your head up, if you escape hell we gettin fucked up
    When we was eight, we went to Bat Day to see the Yanks
    In Sixty-Nine, his father and mines, they robbed banks
    He pointed to the charm on his neck
    With his last bit of energy left, told me rock it with respect
    I opened it, seen the God holdin his kids
    Photogenic, tears just burst out my wig
    Plus he dropped one, oh shit, here come his Old Earth
    With no shoes on, screamin holdin her breasts with a gown on
    She fell and then lightly touched his jaw, kissed him
    Rubbed his hair, turned around the ambulance was there
    Plus the blue coats, Officer Lough, took it as a joke
    Weeks ago he strip-searched the God and gave him back his coke
    Bitches yellin, Beenie Man swung on Helen
    In the back of a cop car, dirty tarts are tellin
    But suddenly a chill came through it was weird
    Felt like my man, was cast out my heaven now we share
    Laid on the stretcher, blood on his Wally's like ketchup
    Deep like the full assassination with a sketch of it
    It can't be, from Yohoo to Lee's
    Second grade humped the teachers, about to leave
    Finally this closed chapter, comes to an end
    He was announced, pronounced dead, y'all, at twelve ten
    ...
    dont forget Uey's ~

    United Nations, gun fire style patient
    Formulatin rap plural acapella occupation
    Conquer land like Napoleon, military bomb fest
    We want sanitary food, planetary conquest
    Thug peoples on some hardco' body shit
    Get your shit together 'fore the fuck Illuminati hit
    Dreams is free in escape of sleep
    For a fool peep jewels, keep tools for tough time
    The rule of rough mind, elevate, stay behind
    The sun gotta shine, keep on, cremate
    the whole Babylon, times up, move on
    Kings on your pawn, checkmate, no fakes
    opposed through the gate, case closed
    Things get froze, when it comes time, chosen ones
    were holding guns, we take flight with no fright
    and attack, never fear cause our words is clear
    What's been done can't be undone Son, we can't care
    Cause the last days and times are surely here
    Snakes and flakes get blown, by the rightous ones
    Divine minds bind, we unified as one
    Half of black hope, we half broke, smoke a bowl of weed shit
    Our everlastin answers stay flyin over Egypt

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    Quote Originally Posted by IrOnMaN View Post
    Nas isn't a Wu member.
    Lmao NO SHIT really?
    Bushido is realised in the presence of death.
    This means choosing death whenever there is a choice between life and death.
    There is no other reasoning.

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    cappa on winter warz


    You heard of the rasp before but kept waitin
    for the sun of song, I keep dancehalls strong
    Beats never worthy of my cause, I prolong
    Extravangza, time sits still
    No propoganda, be wary of the skill
    As I bring forth the music, make love to your eardrum
    Dedicated to rap nigga beware of the fearsome
    Lebanon Don, Malcolm X beat threat
    CD massacre, murder to cassette
    I blow the shop up, you ain't seen nuttin yet
    One man ran, tryin to get away from it
    Put your bifocal on, watch me a-cometh
    into your chamber like Freddy enter dream
    Discombumberate your technique and your scheme
    Four course applause, like a black dat to dat
    You're stuck on stupid like I'm stuck on the map
    Nowhere to go except next show bro
    Entertainin motherfuckers can't stop O
    in battlin, you don't want me to start tattlin
    All upon the stage cause y'all snakes keep rattlin
    Bitch, you ain't got nothin on the rich
    Every other day my whole dress code switch
    So just in case you want to clock me like Sherry
    All y'all crab bitches ain't got to worry
    Can't get a nigga like Don dime a dozen
    Even if I'm smoked out I can't be scoped out
    I'm too ill, I represent Park Hill
    See my face on the twenty dollar bill
    Cash it in, and get ten dollars back
    The fat LP with Cappachino on the wax
    Pass it in your think, put valve up to twelve
    Put all the other LP's back on the shelf
    And smoke a blunt, and dial 9-1-7
    1-6-0-4-9-3-11
    And you could get long dick hip-hop affection
    I damage any MC who step in my direction
    I'm Staten Island's best son fuck what you heard
    Niggaz still talkin that shit is absurd
    My repotoire, is U.S.S.R.
    P.L.O. style got thrown out the car
    and ran over, by the Method Man jeep
    Divine can't define my style is so deep
    like pussy, my low cut fade stay bushy
    like a porcupine, I part backs like a spine
    Cut you like a blunt and reconstruct your design
    I know you want to diss me, but I can read your mind
    Cuz you weak in the knees, like SWV
    Tryin to get a title like Wu Killa Bee
    Kid change your habit, you know I'm friends with the Abbott
    Me and RZA ridin name printed in the tablet
    under vets, we paid our debts for mad years
    Hibernate the sound, and now we out like beers
    and blunt power, born physically power speakin
    The truth in the song be the pro-black teachin

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    CO SIGN bigben's RZA on 4thChamber

    RZA was ill on Wu Gambinos too

    Solid gold crown is shinin
    Solid gold, check it Sun yo
    Solid gold crown be shinin and blindin like some diamonds
    I be pioneerin the style in the cloud with silver linings
    Double breasted, bullet proof vested, well protected
    The heart the rib cage the chest and solar plexus
    Castin stones, crackin two-hundred and six bones
    And watch yo' ass get blown to a sea of fire and brimstone
    How dare you approach it with dim pones
    The overfiend like noah bean green souls with a soldier mean
    The grand exquisite imperial wizard oh is it
    The Ryzarector come to pay your ass a visit
    Local bio-chemical, universal giant, the black general
    Lickin shots to Davy Crockett on the bicentennial
    Happen millenium two thousand microchips two shots of penicillin
    goes up your adrenalin son it's time for boutin
    It's a mileage resemblin niggaz who like followin
    Trapped inside your projects like a genie inside the bottle
    Bushido is realised in the presence of death.
    This means choosing death whenever there is a choice between life and death.
    There is no other reasoning.

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