[00:00.00] 作词 : Wu-Tang Clan
[00:00.04] 作曲 : Dennis Coles/Corey Woods/Robert Diggs/Russell Jones/Gary Grice/Lamont Hawkins/Clifford Smith/Jason Hunter
[00:00.09]The game of chess, is like a swordfight
[00:01.35]You must think first, before you move
[00:02.10]Toad style is immensely strong, and immune to nearly any weapon
[00:14.13]When it's properly used, it's almost invincible
[00:15.33]Verse One:
[00:18.54]U-God Raw
[00:18.81]I'ma give it to ya, with no trivia
[00:20.79]Raw like ******* straight from
[00:21.39]Bolivia My hip-hop will rock and shock the nation like the
[00:25.56]Emancipation
[00:26.64]Proclamation
[00:27.60]Weak MC's approach with slang that's dead you might as well run into the wall and bang your head
[00:32.10]I'm pu*******n' force, my force your doubtin'
[00:32.91]I'm makin' devils cower to the
[00:33.57]Caucus Mountains
[00:34.20]Verse Two:
[00:34.68]Inspectah
[00:35.01]Deck Well
[00:36.24]I'm a sire,
[00:37.05]I set the microphone on fire
[00:38.73]Rap styles vary, and carry like
[00:40.35]Mariah I come from the
[00:41.52]Shaolin slum, and the isle
[00:42.96]I'm from is comin through with nuff ******z, and nuff guns so if you wanna come sweatin, stressin contestin you'll catch a sharp sword to the midsection
[00:50.25]Don't talk the talk, if you can't walk the walk
[00:52.56]Phony ******z are outlined in chalk
[00:54.42]I'm mad vexed, is what the projects made me
[00:56.76]Rebel to the grain there's no way to barricade me
[00:58.98]Steamrollin ******z like a eighteen wheeler with the drunk driver drivin, there's no survivin
[01:02.79]Verse Three:
[01:03.15]Raekwon the
[01:03.39]Chef Ruff like
[01:04.14]Timberland wear, yeah
[01:05.61]Me and the
[01:06.24]Clan, and yo the
[01:07.86]Landcruisers out there
[01:08.34]Peace to all the crooks, all the ******z with bad looks
[01:10.86]Bald heads, braids, blow this hook
[01:12.66]We got chrome tecs, nickel plated macs
[01:14.61]Black axe, drug dealin styles in phat stacks
[01:17.34]I only been a good ****** for a minute though cuz
[01:19.68]I got to get my props, and win it yo
[01:21.84]I got beef wit commercial-ass ******z with gold teeth lampin in a
[01:25.02]Lexus eatin beef
[01:26.25]Straight up and down don't even bother
[01:27.84]I got fourty ******z up in here now, who kill ******z fathers
[01:30.39]Chorus: Method
[01:30.72]Man My peoples are you with me where you at?
[01:32.43]In the front, in the back killa-bees on attack my peoples are you with me where you at?
[01:36.87]Smokin meth hittin caps on the block with the gats
[01:37.92]Verse Four:
[01:39.33]Ol' Dirty
[01:39.54]Bastard Here
[01:39.99]I go, deep type flow
[01:41.85]Jacque Cousteau could never get this low..
[01:44.52]I'm cherry bombin *******ts...
[01:45.90]BOOM Just warmin'upenin', hm, hm, hm.
[01:48.96]Rappinin is what's happenin
[01:50.61]Keep the pockets stackeinin', hands clappinen'
[01:52.35]At the party when
[01:54.30]I move my body
[01:55.47]Gotta get up, and be-eeeee somebody!
[01:56.82]Grab the microphone put strength to the bone
[01:57.99]DUH-DUH-DU
[01:58.38]H...enter the
[01:58.65]Wu-Tang zone
[01:59.19]Sure enough when
[01:59.49]I rock that stuff
[01:59.82]Guff puff??
[02:00.30]I'm gonna catch your bluff tuff rough, kickin rhymes like
[02:01.65]Jim Kelly or
[02:01.92]Alex Haley im a
[02:02.28]Mi-..Beetle
[02:02.52]Bailey rhymes comin raw style, hardcore
[02:03.66]******z be comin to the hip-hop store
[02:04.71]Comin to buy gro-cery from me
[02:05.64]Tryin to be a hip-hop
[02:06.36]MC The law, in order to enter the
[02:07.08]Wu-Tang You must bring the
[02:07.95]Ol' Dirty
[02:08.16]Bastard type slang
[02:09.06]Represent the
[02:09.39]GZA, Abbott,
[02:09.60]RZA, Shaquan,
[02:09.84]Inspectah
[02:10.08]Deck Dirty
[02:10.59]Hoe gettin low wit his flow
[02:11.61]Introducin, the
[02:11.97]Ghost..face..
[02:12.39]Killah!! No one could get illa
[02:12.99]Chorus Verse
[02:13.44]Five: Ghostface
[02:13.74]Killah Speakin of the devil psych, no it's the
[02:14.64]God, get the *******t right
[02:15.03]Mega trife, and yo
[02:15.48]I killed you in a past life
[02:15.99]On the mic while you was kickin that fast *******t
[02:16.89]You reneged tried again, and got blasted
[02:18.45]Half mastered ass style mad ruff task
[02:19.53]When I struck
[02:19.86]I had on Timbs and a black mask
[02:20.79]Remember that *******t?
[02:21.39]I know you don't remember jack
[02:22.11]That night yo
[02:22.50]I wuz hittin like a spiked bat and then you thought
[02:23.76]I was bugged out, and crazy strapped for nonsense, after me became lazy
[02:25.56]Yo, nobody budge while
[02:26.04]I shot slugs
[02:26.49]Never shot thugs,
[02:27.03]I'm runnin with thugs that flood mugs
[02:28.11]So grab your eight plus one, start flippin and trippin
[02:29.46]******z is jettin
[02:29.73]I'm lickin off son [Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang!!!!]
[02:30.81]Verse Six:
[02:31.08]Masta Killa
[02:31.35]Homicide's illegal and death is the penalty
[02:32.37]What justifies the homicide, when he dies?
[02:33.57]In his own iniquity it's the
[02:34.38]Master of the
[02:34.68]Mantis Rapture comin at cha
[02:35.31]We have an
[02:35.52]APB on an
[02:35.76]MC Killa Looks like the work of a
[02:36.45]Masta Evidence indicates that's it's stature
[02:37.53]Merciless like a terrorist hard to capture
[02:38.49]The flow, changes like a chameleon
[02:39.21]Plays like a friend, and stabs you like a dagger
[02:40.65]This technique attacks the immune system
[02:41.52]Disguised like a lie paralyzin the victim
[02:42.72]You scream, as it enters your bloodstream
[02:43.77]Erupts your brain from the pain these thoughts contain
[02:44.91]Movin on a ****** with the speed of a centipede and injure -
[02:46.02]ANY MOTHER
[02:46.26]****** CON
[02:46.35]TENDER Chorus

作词 : Wu-Tang Clan
作曲 : Dennis Coles/Corey Woods/Robert Diggs/Russell Jones/Gary Grice/Lamont Hawkins/Clifford Smith/Jason Hunter
The game of chess, is like a swordfight
You must think first, before you move
Toad style is immensely strong, and immune to nearly any weapon
When it's properly used, it's almost invincible
Verse One:
U-God Raw
I'ma give it to ya, with no trivia
Raw like ******* 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 pu*******n' force, my force your doubtin'
I'm makin' devils cower to the
Caucus Mountains
Verse Two:
Inspectah
Deck 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 ******z, and nuff guns so if you wanna come sweatin, stressin contestin you'll catch a sharp sword to the midsection
Don't talk the talk, if you can't walk the walk
Phony ******z are outlined in chalk
I'm mad vexed, is what the projects made me
Rebel to the grain there's no way to barricade me
Steamrollin ******z like a eighteen wheeler with the drunk driver drivin, there's no survivin
Verse Three:
Raekwon the
Chef Ruff like
Timberland wear, yeah
Me and the
Clan, and yo the
Landcruisers out there
Peace to all the crooks, all the ******z 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 ****** for a minute though cuz
I got to get my props, and win it yo
I got beef wit commercial-ass ******z with gold teeth lampin in a
Lexus eatin beef
Straight up and down don't even bother
I got fourty ******z up in here now, who kill ******z fathers
Chorus: Method
Man 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
Verse Four:
Ol' Dirty
Bastard Here
I go, deep type flow
Jacque Cousteau could never get this low..
I'm cherry bombin *******ts...
BOOM Just warmin'upenin', hm, hm, hm.
Rappinin is what's happenin
Keep the pockets stackeinin', hands clappinen'
At the party when
I move my body
Gotta get up, and be-eeeee somebody!
Grab the microphone put strength to the bone
DUH-DUH-DU
H...enter the
Wu-Tang zone
Sure enough when
I rock that stuff
Guff puff??
I'm gonna catch your bluff tuff rough, kickin rhymes like
Jim Kelly or
Alex Haley im a
Mi-..Beetle
Bailey rhymes comin raw style, hardcore
******z be comin to the hip-hop store
Comin to buy gro-cery 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, Abbott,
RZA, Shaquan,
Inspectah
Deck Dirty
Hoe gettin low wit his flow
Introducin, the
Ghost..face..
Killah!! No one could get illa
Chorus Verse
Five: Ghostface
Killah Speakin of the devil psych, no it's the
God, get the *******t right
Mega trife, and yo
I killed you in a past life
On the mic while you was kickin that fast *******t
You reneged tried again, and got blasted
Half mastered ass style mad ruff task
When I struck
I had on Timbs and a black mask
Remember that *******t?
I know you don't remember jack
That night yo
I wuz 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
******z is jettin
I'm lickin off son
Verse Six:
Masta Killa
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 Killa Looks like the work of a
Masta 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 ****** with the speed of a centipede and injure -
ANY MOTHER
****** CON
TENDER Chorus