so I was inspecting the sites and all this appeared
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PLZ NO RCE.
sorry 4 indentation but i was using nano lmao
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The game of chess, is like a sword fight
You must think first, before you move
Wu 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 n!gg4s, and nuff guns
So if you want to come sweatin', stressin' contesting
You'll catch a sharp sword to the midsection
Don't talk the talk, if you can't walk the walk
Phony n!gg4s are outlined in chalk
A man vexed, is what the projects made me
Rebel to the grain there's no way to barricade me
Steam-rollin' n!gg4s with the eighteen wheeler
With the drunk driver drivin', there's no survivin'
Ruff like Timberland wear, yeah
Me and the Clan, and yo the Landcruisers out there
Peace to all the crooks, all the n!gg4s 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 n!gg4 for a minute though
'Cause I got to get my props, and win it yo
I got beef wit commercial-ass n!gg4s with gold teeth
Lampin' in a Lexus eatin' beef
Straight up and down don't even bother
I got forty n!gg4s up in here now, who kill n!gg4s 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
Jacque Cousteau could never get this low, I'm
Cherry bombin' sh!ts 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
Huff 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
n!gg4s be comin' to the hip-hop store
Comin' to buy grocery 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, Abbot, RZA, Shaquan, Inspecta Deck
Dirty hoe gettin' low wit his flow
Introducin' the Ghostface Killer
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 sh!t right
Mega trife, and yo I killed you in a past life
On the mic while you was kickin' that fast sh!t
You reneged tried again, and got blasted
Half mastered ass style mad ruff task
When I struck I had on Tims and a black mask
Remember that sh!t? 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'
n!gg4s 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
Look 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
Movin' on a n!gg4 with the speed of a centipede
And injure any motherf***in' 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
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Shaolin shadowboxing, and the Wu-Tang sword style
If what you say is true,
The Shaolin and the Wu-Tang could be dangerous
Do you think your Wu-Tang sword can defeat me?
En garde, I'll let you try my Wu-Tang style
Bring da motherf***in' ruckus
Bring da motherf***in' ruckus
Bring da mother, bring da motherf***in' ruckus
Bring da motherf***in' ruckus
Ghostface, catch the blast of a hype verse
My glock bursts, leave in a hearse, I did worse
I come rough, tough like an elephant tusk
Ya head rush, fly like Egyptian musk
Aw sh!t, Wu-Tang Clan spark the wicks an'
However, I master the trick just like Nixon
Causin' terror, quick damage ya whole era
Hardrocks is locked the f*** up, or found shot
P.L.O. style, hazardous, cause I wreck this dangerous
I blow sparks like Waco, Texas
I watch my back like I'm locked down, hardcore
Hittin' sound, watch me act bugged, and tear it down
A literate type asshole, songs goin' gold, no doubt
And you watch a corny n!gg4 fold
Yeah, they fake and all that
Carryin' gats but yo, my Clan
Rollin like forty Macs
Now ya act convinced, I guess it makes sense
Wu-Tang, yo sew, represent
I wait for one to act up
Now I got him backed up
Gun to his neck now, react what?
And that's one in the chamber
Wu-Tang banger, 36 styles of danger
Bring da motherf***in' ruckus
Bring da motherf***in' ruckus
Bring da mother, bring da motherf***in' ruckus
Bring da motherf***in' ruckus
I rip it hardcore, like prono-flick b****es
I roll with groups of ghetto bastards with biscuits
Check it, my method on the microphone's bangin'
Wu-Tang slang'll leave your headpiece hangin'
Bust this, I'm kickin' like Segal, Out For Justice
The roughness, yes, the rudeness, ruckus
Redrum, I verbally assault with the tongue
Murder one, my style shot ya knot like a stun-gun
I'm hectic, I wreck it with the quickness
Set it on the microphone, and competition get blown
By this nasty ass n!gg4 with my n!gg4, the RZA
Charged like a bull and got pull like a trigga
So bad, stabbin' up the pad with the vocab, crab
I scream on ya ass like your dad, bring it on
Bring da motherf***in' ruckus
Bring da motherf***in' ruckus
Bring da mother, bring da motherf***in' ruckus
Bring da motherf***in' ruckus
Yo, I'm more rugged than slave man boots
New recruits, I'm f***in' up MC troops
I break loops, and trample sh!t, while I stomp!
A mud hole in that ass, cause I'm straight out the swamp
Creepin' up on site, now it's Fright Night
My Wu-Tang slang is mad f***in' dangerous
And more deadly than the stroke of an axe
Choppin' through ya back swish
Givin' bystanders heart-attacks
n!gg4s try to flip, tell me who is him
I blow up his f***in' prism
Make it a vicious act of terrorism
You want to bring it, so f*** it
Come on and bring the ruckus
And I provoke n!gg4z to kick buckets
I'm wettin' cream, I ain't wettin' fame
Who sellin' gain, I'm givin' out a deadly game
It's not the Russian it's the Wu-Tang crushin'
Roulette, slip up and get f***ed like Suzette
Bring da f***in' ruckus
Bring da motherf***in' ruckus
Bring da motherf***in' ruckus
Bring da mother, bring da motherf***in' ruckus
Bring da motherf***in' ruckus
So bring it on
So bring it on
So bring it on
So bring it on
So bring it on
So bring it on
So bring it on
Punk n!gg4!
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