[Wu-Tang movie dialogue]
The game of chessis like a swordfight
You must think firstbefore you move
Toad style is immensely strongand immune to nearly any weapon
When it s properly usedit s almost invincible

Verse One: U-God

Raw I ma give it to yawith 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 forcemy force your doubtin
I m makin devils cower to the Caucus Mountains

Verse Two: Inspectah Deck

Well I m a sireI set the microphone on fire
Rap styles varyand carry like Mariah
I come from the Shaolin slumand the isle I m from
is comin through with nuff niggazand nuff guns
so if you wanna come sweatinstressin contestin
you ll catch a sharp sword to the midsection
Don t talk the talkif you can t walk the walk
Phony niggaz are outlined in chalk
A man vexedis what the projects made me
Rebel to the grain there s no way to barricade me
Steamrollin niggaz like a eighteen wheeler
with the drunk driver drivinthere s no survivin

Verse Three: Raekwon the Chef

Ruff like Timberland wearyeah
Me and the Clanand yo the Landcruisers out there
Peace to all the crooksall the niggaz with bad looks
Bald headsbraidsblow this hook
We got chrome tecsnickel plated macs
Black axedrug dealin styles in phat stacks
I only been a good nigga for a minute though
cuz I got to get my propsand win it yo
I got beef wit commercial-ass niggaz with gold teeth
lampin in a Lexus eatin beef
Straight up and down don t even bother
I got fourty niggaz up in here nowwho kill niggaz fathers

Chorus: Method Man

My peoples are you with me where you at?
In the frontin 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

Verse Four: Ol Dirty Bastard

Here I godeep type flow
Jacque Cousteau could never get this low..I m
cherry bombin shits... BOOM
Just warmin up a little bitvroom vroom
Rappinin is what s happenin
Keep the pockets stacked and thenhands clappin and
At the party when I move my body
Gotta get upand be-eeeee somebody!
Grab the microphone put strength to the bone
DUH-DUH-DUH...enter the Wu-Tang zone
Sure enough when I rock that stuff
Guff puff?? I m gonna catch your bluff tuff
roughkickin rhymes like Jim Kelly
or Alex Haley im a Mi-..Beetle Bailey rhymes
comin raw stylehardcore
Niggaz be comin to the hip-hop store
Comin to buy gro-cery from me
Tryin to be a hip-hop MC
The lawin order to enter the Wu-Tang
You must bring the Ol Dirty Bastard type slang
Represent the GZAAbbottRZAShaquanInspectah Deck
Dirty Hoe gettin low wit his flow
Introducinthe Ghost..face.. Killah!!
No one could get illa

Chorus

Verse Five: Ghostface Killah

Speakin of the devil psychno it s the Godget the shit right
Mega trifeand yo I killed you in a past life
On the mic while you was kickin that fast shit
You reneged tried againand got blasted
Half mastered ass style mad ruff task
When I struck I had on Timbs and a black mask
Remember that shit? I know you don t remember jack
That night yo I wuz hittin like a spiked bat
and then you thought I was bugged outand crazy
strapped for nonsenseafter me became lazy
Yonobody budge while I shot slugs
Never shot thugsI m runnin with thugs that flood mugs
So grab your eight plus onestart flippin and trippin
Niggaz is jettin I m lickin off son

[WuTangWuTangWuTangWuTang!!!!]

Verse Six: Masta Killa

Homicide s illegal and death is the penalty
What justifies the homicidewhen 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
Looks like the work of a Master
Evidence indicates that s it s stature
Merciless like a terrorist hard to capture
The flowchanges like a chameleon
Plays like a friendand stabs you like a dagger
This technique attacks the immune system
Disguised like a lie paralyzin the victim
You screamas it enters your bloodstream
Erupts your brain from the pain these thoughts contain
Novin on a nigga with the speed of a centipede
and injure - ANY MOTHERFUCKIN CONTENDER

Chorus

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