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  • [GZA] Yeah..
    Test, test, yeah {
    From the East coast to the
    West coast, ? battleground ?}
    Check test, yeah {
    Represent everything, everything is real now..}
    Wu-Banga strangler
    Whether describin facts or interrupted by quotes
    Cease the ********, rely on volts just like watts push the juice through amps
    Rap generals runnin troops in camps
    Armed with heavy slugs, under rugs, thoughts bugged
    No holds barred, live and unplugged
    Trapped on the other side, of electrified, steel doors
    Once in, greeted with thunderstorm applause
    The message breaks the concrete barrier
    Launch the vessel, known as the
    A-1 carrier
    Sound goin through a cable, who the **** able
    Mix this ****, but your turntable unstable
    So if the beat smash your eardrum, you heard well
    Then the two
    Tech' equalize occurs well
    Beats straight off the box, rhyme unorthodox
    From the Isle', where the drinks splash straight off the rocks {*walkie talkie interlude*, *fat lady singing*} [GZA]
    The witty unpredictable, outcome critical
    ***** quick to forfeit, portrait visual
    Analyze the picture, memorize the scripture
    Seperate the cut from uncut with the sifter
    Rap wall designed from the best, bricklayers
    Names tagged in prints from the best paint sprayers
    Unheard of, two-thousand feet deep in the planet
    Surrounded by the most thick massive walls of granite
    Certified
    A-side Wu-
    Banga strangler
    Control slide time in the multi-disc changer +
    Liquid Swords+ and razor sharp shanks leave the tank on the seas file in eighth rank, ship sank {*walkie talkie*, *fat lady singing*}
  • [GZA] Yeah..
    Test, test, yeah {
    From the East coast to the
    West coast, ? battleground ?}
    Check test, yeah {
    Represent everything, everything is real now..}
    Wu-Banga strangler
    Whether describin facts or interrupted by quotes
    Cease the ********, rely on volts just like watts push the juice through amps
    Rap generals runnin troops in camps
    Armed with heavy slugs, under rugs, thoughts bugged
    No holds barred, live and unplugged
    Trapped on the other side, of electrified, steel doors
    Once in, greeted with thunderstorm applause
    The message breaks the concrete barrier
    Launch the vessel, known as the
    A-1 carrier
    Sound goin through a cable, who the **** able
    Mix this ****, but your turntable unstable
    So if the beat smash your eardrum, you heard well
    Then the two
    Tech' equalize occurs well
    Beats straight off the box, rhyme unorthodox
    From the Isle', where the drinks splash straight off the rocks {*walkie talkie interlude*, *fat lady singing*} [GZA]
    The witty unpredictable, outcome critical
    ***** quick to forfeit, portrait visual
    Analyze the picture, memorize the scripture
    Seperate the cut from uncut with the sifter
    Rap wall designed from the best, bricklayers
    Names tagged in prints from the best paint sprayers
    Unheard of, two-thousand feet deep in the planet
    Surrounded by the most thick massive walls of granite
    Certified
    A-side Wu-
    Banga strangler
    Control slide time in the multi-disc changer +
    Liquid Swords+ and razor sharp shanks leave the tank on the seas file in eighth rank, ship sank {*walkie talkie*, *fat lady singing*}