Da Mystery Of Chessboxin'

(álbum: Enter The Wu-Tang (36 Chambers) - 1993)

[Shaolin vs. Wu-Tang & Five Deadly Venoms:]
A 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

[U-God:]
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 pushing force, my force you're doubting
I'm making devils cower to the Caucasus Mountains

[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 coming through with nuff niggas and nuff guns
So if you wanna come sweating, stressing, contesting
You'll catch a sharp sword to the midsection
Don't talk the talk if you can't walk the walk
Phony niggas are outlined in chalk
I'm mad vexed, it's what the projects made me
Rebel to the grain, there's no way to barricade me
Steamrolling niggas like an 18 wheeler
With a drunk driver driving, there's no surviving

[Raekwon:]
Rough like Timberland wear, yeah!
Me and the Clan in 'Yota Landcruisers out there
Peace to all the crooks, all the niggas with bad looks
Bald heads, braids, blow this hook
We pack chrome TEC's, nickel-plated MAC's
Black AC's, drug-dealing styles in phat stacks
I only been a good nigga for a minute though
'Cause I got to get my props and win it, yo
I got beef with commercial-ass niggas with gold teeth
Lamping in a Lexus, eating beef
Straight up and down, don't even bother
I got 40 niggas up in here now who kill niggas' fathers

[Method Man:]
My peoples, are you with me? Where you at?
In the front, in the back, Killa Beez on attack
My peoples, are you with me? Where you at?
Smoking meth, hitting cats on the block with the gats

[Ol' Dirty Bastard:]
Here I go, deep type flow
Jacques Cousteau could never get this low
I'm cherry bombing shits... BOOM!
Just warming up a little bit (vroom vroom)
Rappining is what's happening
Keep the pockets stacked and then hands clap and then
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
Kicking rhymes like Jim Kelly
Or Alex Haley, I'm a nuh... Beetle Bailey rhymes
Coming raw style, hardcore
Niggas be coming to the Hip-Hop store
Coming to buy grocery from me
Pretending 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, Inspectah Deck
Dirty Ho getting low with his flow
Introducing the Ghostface Killah
No one could get iller

[Method Man:]
My peoples, are you with me? Where you at?
In the front, in the back, Killa Beez on attack
My peoples, are you with me? Where you at?
Smoking meth, hitting cats on the block with the gats

[Ghostface Killah:]
Speaking of the Devil, psych! No, it's the God, get the shit right
Mega trife, and yo, I killed you in a past life
On the mic while you was kicking that fast shit
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 shit? I know you don't remember jack
That night, yo I was hitting like a spiked bat
Until 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 running with thugs that flood mugs
So, grab your eight plus one, start flipping and tripping
Niggas is jetting, I'm licking off, son

[All:]
Wu! Tang! Wu! Tang!
Wu! Tang! Wu! Ta-a-ang!

[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 coming at ya
We have an APB on an MC Killer
Looks like the work of a master
Evidence indicates that his 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, paralysing the victim
You scream as it enters your bloodstream
Erupts your brain from the pain these thoughts contain
Moving on a nigga with the speed of a centipede
And injure any motherfucking contender

[Method Man:]
My peoples, are you with me? Where you at?
In the front, in the back, Killa Beez on attack
My peoples, are you with me? Where you at?
Smoking meth, hitting cats on the block with the gats

[Five Deadly Venoms:]
And immune to nearly any weapon
When it's properly used it's almost invincible
Toad style is immensely strong
And immune to nearly any weapon
When it's properly used it's almost invincible
When it's properly used