RZA & Genius/GZA
Muggs Presents...The Soul Assassins Chapter 1
Third World
[RZA]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, one two, one two
Hey yo, Wu-Tang's invincible
Word up, better understand the principle
My man Muggs, droppin phat tracks like drugs
Breaker-breaker one two
Breaker-breaker one two
You're breakin up...
Peace
[Genius/GZA]
V shatter light from the Wu-Mansion
Still branchin off the tree that sparked any MC
And the fool that fell far was the righteous
It was Cypress, let the media hype this
Promotion niggas snipe this
Push it like tray bags in '72
Kept niggas in sweaty rags
Microphone psycho who flips the mic so well
Held without bail, in jams packed like jail cells
Theres no escapin, once my blade starts scrapin
Niggas flakin, wannabe MCs is shakin
My sword indeed make more niggas bleed
So swift that the eye couldn't record the speed
I lost ya, wit that offer
Nigga that'll cost ya
Feel the strings of torture
Bust him in the half gal of shit he drinkin
They got him thinkin
That he could crash this ship and it be sinkin
I told him "Come back when you're sober"
Drunk ass punk on a motherfuckin hunt for Red October
Don't even catch me while I'm blunted
Rhymes start runnin like bloops on a SB-1200
Instruments the terror on warships, its corporate
Visual niggas paint portraits
[RZA]
Yo
Check the mic lines for wiretaps
(We're under attack, man your stations, take aim, proceed)
Fire back, all hands on deck
Cadet, Vets, insert cassettes
Tracks snap heads like berettes
Catch web sites like Internet
(Team, I'm detecting vehicles approaching from the East)
Pass me the infrared binoculars captain so I can see
Sound the alarm
Call for the suicidal kamikaze ninjas with the bombs
Flashes of neon, all we saw was flying arms
Anytime I come by, alumni cut short their air supply
Send em back like George McFly
I be holdin this
Travel ground like a motorist
Poisonous gas released from my track is odorless and tasteless
Like Ghost is Face-less
Which allowed the God to bring it back, it be the hundred cases
MCs heads weave like trees in a breeze to rhymes like these
Underwater flow strikes like torpedos
You'll get plugged more than Del Rio
Played short like DeVito
Split the fuck up like Mike, Jack and Tito
Sword cut sharper than concorde needles
Call my second private
(Tell em righteous importing messages to Cypress)
I heard y'all crew assisted on the island with Dr. Titus
Any chance of releasing the new deadly virus?
To infiltrate the Western states
Its time to pump out more rap tapes
And use the Wu-Tang symbol to communicate
(RZA over and out...)
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