Retro SOHH: Shaolin Styles 1-5

[Buddah MAC]

started this series in 98-99 & did em yearly til like 03...thought I'd share again...all my lyrics, the different emcee's styles to try and flex...split em into different posts/same thread to not flood the board...[remember, these are old, they improve...if you want the best ****, start at the bottom & go backwards (that first Deck verse...ugh...my own first verse too...gotdamn)]

Shaolin Styles 1:

Ghostface Killah-
no delay, spray catz who don't blast new Wu DATs
fake thugs with temp tats best pray they stayed strapped
gats bust, **** thrust earth scream with the scent of lust
play hands like royal flush, dl; ice lay in the rough
tough-skin, wear wally moccasin, let Tyson out, we box again
when the god mic flexes, slang uncontrolled like Deck's is
lasso the rodeo in Texas, push weight, build solarplexes
caught again, flow undertow, never sip the Guiness slow,
**** the globe, **** grow, cries echo when the tech blow
closed eyes, non-wise, the Ghost-face need no disguise
Wu enterprise scrape the skies, Starks' fly in bolo ties
Stapleton war drums, King I Divines all catchin' crumbs
speak to son left numb, backwash Tums, Jamacia rum
golden grill gilded, rhyme constructor: watch me build it
flow, low blow distilled it, MC casket know Ghost killed it

Inspectah Deck-
this show run by the shogun, know to hold tounges as the snow comes
frozen while the chosen rose then, new Wu slogans spit like blowguns
venom strangles all your veins, dull blades decimate your frame
dare you to exclaim your slayer's name, 'fore soul rips from your remains
Rebel INS, if you miss the point, catch the essance
hard rocks drop molten in my presence, mic resonance wrecks urban residents
with precident; it's Wu's intent to have swarm reform the populus
your math sparked off abacus, while the Supreme beams from in us
trust must be earned, thus many will be spurned
those who yearned for tides to turn, stay close to Wu when the world burns

Masta Killa-
etheral phantom punch punishes all opposition
obilisk stand prominently as we reign dominantly
speak on tree of life strife, knife retraces exit wounds
noon marks the stand-off hour, brave man stand; the fool cowers
absolution of the truth is what I sook to reveal
now must occur on appeal as minds rewind to feel
the Masta's death touch, much is made of biochemistry
kung fu channels chi, mental aim, proper telemmetry
semmetry of body meridians, set aim for audio acupuncture
pulsating poetry though the air to prick your pressure point juncture


ODB-
*OOOOOOOOHHHHHHH YEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHH*
ODB on the motha****in' track
and these cops be like fleas on my ****IN' BACK!!
sayin' Dirt dog on crack,what the **** is that?
***** PLEASE! You already know my disease
comes from alcohol abuse it's the drunken mother goose
Ol' Dirty Bastard be tellin' nursury rhymes to the kids
while I pause to RIP off a sleepin' nations EYELIDS!!!
I AIN'T DOING NO MORE BIDS!! so go find another paaatsy
I just wanna be left alone so all this drama takes a baaaackseat
now baby, baby come on lemme **** on your lawn
one last thing before I'm gone
Dirt NEVER plays a ****IN' PAWN
YOU GOT THAT?!?!?!??!??!

Buddah-
wack MCs like nails on the chalkboard, irritate eardurms everytime
**** up the beat 'til my cock sore, tie mic cord 'round upper spine
squeeze 'til their eyes bulge, induldge in lethal lyrics
I'll envoke ancient spirits and they'll die twice when they hear it
the **** I say's amazin' verbal flamethrower be blazin'
smokin' catz, causin' this haze 'n' killin' commercial cattle that be grazin'
on green, the meaning's missin', excretin' words like they was pissin'
authorized to dis from this position headz never listen to my mission
fishin' for fishers of men, they be my bretheren
if it's my level you be enterin' I'd suggest you think again
cuz I'd only be a perfect 10 if the scale was 1 to 5
my time to shine's arrived, so see if you'll survive
the lyrical onslaught kid, after I'm ghost you still haunted
by etheral after-image that's known as Buddah's visage
over the edge is where I hover, gettin' so deep you smothered
more original than any other cuz my snaps ain't about your mother
duck and cover as I step in, rounds of mental artillery fire
spark this like non-insulated wire and the voltage is only gettin' higher
measure the ohms; it's so tantric, the liner notes be in sanskrit
4 elements I band with, pure hip-hop, you can't stand it
the man wit' 20/20 spiritual vision, verbal marksman shows precision
meanin' your brain bleeds as the underlyin' theme has risen
division between this enlightened name and the rest of the game
is that they all in it for the fame, same pictures in different frames
but I'mma melt these negatives and ressurect orginality
kill these wack cats callouslly as they all just fallacies
compared to the true art, verbal expressions stem from the heart
apart from those with platinum goals, puttin' price tags on hip-hop's soul

RZA-
behold the activation, new nation in creation
born from the contemplation of gods in constant elevation
aborrations are extinguished after hearing Wu-Tang's twisted English
once the RZArecta bring this, even Americans will need a linguist
to translate the hidden messages, teachin' where the real lessons is
beam chi energy into your dream, once seen you plagued by restlessness
gazing at one of my brain cells in mitosis, witness life's mysteries in focus
and while the Wu be the locus, I teach all mankind to evoke this
smoke this honey-dipped, with stimulation you equipped
to have time-space barrier ripped, tranverse dimensions and get your head flipped
scripts of fate that I create, for prophetic tendancies innate
mic in my fist the catalyst and crowd reacts like substrates

GZA-
countless trigger-fingers pulled, more shots sing in self-defense
peep the present tense, modern days raise army tents
rents are rising, corporations enterprising
at cost of the lost tribe, bust through lies then like earnin' Hiesman
wise men now can't afford to vow silence anymore
it's live or die by the sword, many sages sent to morgue
the core of any issue/ always clouded by Congress' missuse
Wu brings facts to the forefront, dialate cunts, bear truth that hits you
brains bleed from rapid speed, processin' info beyond it's capability
MCs see the futility of ****in' with the dynasty
reminding thee of street life lessons, daily agression to first affection
Franklin Avenue grabbin' you, life's bloodstained with those impressions

[Buddah MAC]

Raekwon-
mightier than the pen, Wu in this again
wack crews seek contention, they false thought inventin’
benchin’ starters in the rap game, gain fame, Shaolin slang
termites bitin’ out the woodwork, streets where real *****z lurk
dust headz, dreds, blue & red and the feds
all havin’ eagle eyes on each other, plus alibis to cover
mothers tears, 30 years, past project life expectancy
Rae brings Immobiliarity, wack industry catz is wearin’ me
down, stay grimy underground; expect a pound
but if commercial **** yo’ sound, go toe to toe ten rounds
no gloves, no love, only thing you get’s tha ****
so suck and swallow ‘till you sick, ****, you already turnin’ tricks
for yo’ label management, keep it bout as real as a ***** can
so stay back from the mic stand or watch the tek spray from my hand

GZA-
the Wu comin’ through to deliver a humblin’
to these shiny suit commercial kids on the mic mumblin’
rumbling beneath the surface, causing fault lines to appear
crumblin’ industry’s foundation, eroding further every year
it’s clear as we appear to prove **** ain’t as it seems
we seek to shatter any dreams of someone ****in’ with our team
to prove our reign we’ll snatch chains of tanks and dollar signs
obliterate bad boys with one line as their puffed egos have no spine
fold flat before the presence of those who embody hip-hop’s essence
lessons from the gods, new testament on each mic session
we re-Fresh this Wild Style by placing industry on trial
the jury read guilty, verdict stated with a smile

RZA-
temporal mind frames, elevated to new planes
mysticize you like Doc. Strange, calculate domain and range
find point where infinity converges, connect with stars; send solar surges
from energy waves, one element emerges to purge you of earthly urges
no purchase can bring solace, that’s how the devil controls us
by searching for peace in objects material or blind faith in things ethereal
I’m hearing you; return the courtesy, it’s murder seen of innocents
as their brains washed, lathered, rinsed and repeated increasingly intense
in a sense, killing the mentals, due to edicts higher than presidential
but one factor is essential, we ain’t even reached our potential
and still left indelible marks, in every urban area world-wide
cherish our role as the guide to lead you out from the darkside
and into the shining light, which makes possible 3rd eye sight
which transposes into mental images son, and we’re back where we begun

Cappadonna-
bust cherry heads open, red juice, get loose
urban Dr. Suess, noose around the neck
we wreck these wannabees, my man Starks rockin’ wallabees
knees buckle as I chuckle, playin’ verbal bloody knuckles
honeysuckle scented, paragraph intended
I write, provide light, heal minds of dumb, deaf and blind
rewind, dissect discourse, quotable in the Source
remorse; I have none, serial killa with the tongue
dart spittin’, admittin’, poppi wardrobe king’ll bring
the three ring, circus, this work is never done
son, shine as you meant to, mentals never suppressed
rest fail when they test, WTC be the best
so know love is love as we elevate above
catch wreck wit’ golden gloves, peace out with the dove
Masta Killa
the hand of fate, Allah’s appendage, points towards the proper path
math calculates the outcome as predicted Wu’s come
to reign, drain blood from the veins of fools
bathed in crimson pools their sins remain earthbound
meaning not found in the noun, but the verb: action taken
those shakin’ are forsaken, emmersed in the curse
of being dumb, deaf and blind but as light shone upon the mind
senses can be revived, the fates of many lives
are decided in an instant, judgement no longer distant
prepare for the air to explode as the road much traveled
floods into a sea of discontent and each continent
crumbles like New York tenements, peel back the seventh seal
and watch the chaos abound around us, Wu-Tang remain untouched
...while the rest just dust to dust

Holocaust
I flow like naval fleets, each arm is an armada
like Tribe at 12 I turn marauder, shepherds turn lambs when being slaughtered
corrotic arteries bleed as I intervieniously feed emcees
fatten them and feast upon flesh, yellow tinted from drunken jaundice
on this conquest, due to my whims, succumb or I sever limbs
intangible as apparitions, sweat me like a sauna in hells gym
sight dims as propellant I spit in your eye catches fire
verbal plague from hip-hop’s messiah infects world like no pathogen prior
dire situations as abrasions from rugged beats scab over skin surface
ya'll living dead; I reverse this by recanting voodoo curses
like wet nurses to baby’s cries my poisoned milk feeds infant minds
mutates in synapses and thoughts become signs
to impale brain cells with microscopic barbed spines
thorned crown forms in cursive clamin future's mine

Inspectah Deck-
I break beats then reassemble pieces, never appear as patchwork thesis
seize this mic like golden fleeces, no armament could ever cease this
new releases spread like cancer cells answer well or face malignance
I dominate like melanin with pigments, at the slightest show of indigence
you’ll only exist as figments in mental patients imaginations
cure them of crazed contemplations, existence and you then lose relations
sensation of emaciation stems from starving artist hunger
due to pillage and plunder suffered under which stole our souls thunder
before we ever even rolled lives sold as politicians’ dole
and still can’t shake the hold, form-fitted to the mold
too many blindly in acceptance but for our decent they payin’ penance
cure; invent this through each sentence, deal out vengeance, no repentance

Method Man
Johnny Dangerous bust though, dust you if that’s what I must do
down your throat I thrust two rust-proof
swords, swallow, slice cords, dark lords of Shaolin Island
**** deep 'n' still pilin’ PLO remains wildin’
verbal assassins never silent, soundbombin’ with every comment
more intricate than Shakespeare sonnets, purgin sick thoughts ‘till I vomit
on it; the point I mean, change world and stay unseen
Tical on the high side of the mean, bring hot ****; still spittin’ steam
things seem just like they ain’t, in the paint I dominate
legions of lyrics I create, gang up on your mental state
give your brain brass knuckle beatdowns from the vocals of the world renown
John Blaze, leave headz dazed, Wu never cease to astound

Dom Pachino-
chargin’ through your populus dodgin’ bullets as I drop this
bomb with the explosive power to level the Sears tower
so watch for fallin’ debris, expand my skills exponentially
you seek to challenge me mentally, your victory’s not meant to be
as we switch the century, tensions be on sharp edges
so either get smoked like Benson-Hedges, or pick your sidearm and join the swarm
as we take point in the epic battle, rattle cages, slaughter false sages
war journals expand by 50 pages daily; simply entailing
brutal combat that just wages, until from the carnage a sight glorious
as the wicked have been vanquished no longer causing our people anguish

Killah Priest-
Like the prophet Zephaniah I speak of nations consumed by fire
hip-hop if we don’t stop settling for shallow desires
of commercialisms’ lure gotta keep the content pure
but evils seepin’ in again so I play the seraphim
highest order of ascension at the first sign of apprehension
swing of my staff breaks the tension, blow shatters your false pretension
I’ll pull your every joint out of socket, sink your dreams like 8-ball in corner pocket
snatch your false crown and I hauk it, slayer of the beast so I stalk it
like rockets I explode skyward, reach higher then Tower of Babel built
walk on water; sea of silt, then lean back like axis tilts
seedlings wilt in these dark days so they photosynthesized through praise
spiritual force through blood will course as horsemen usher in the last days

Ghostface Killah-
Iron body wit’ the Bronze Men, one wish genie Charles Bronson
put an end to all your nonsense, run this **** like Michael Johnson
Ghost haunts and you horrified, sodium chloride in gaping wounds
legacy falls like anchient ruins while Wu reigns infinite as the moon
stars and sun, the sum? 360 cipher
true control grassy knoll sniper, flow with venom of a viper
hyper-active, pop the ritalin, speak and you’ll get hit again
like leviathan you try to win but remain Hell denizens
incision; jigsaw flesh, true man through cotton mesh
if we don’t test then button’s pressed and evaporate to final rest
violently; these cops be eyein’ me, plans mutually known a constant threat
risks suspected for stakes set, snatched by jake, I fake tourretes

U-God-
only the essential, revelation of potential
kung-fu style oriental, Wu-Tang hold slang credentials
the baritone throne holder, the tomb roll back the bolder
rise surprisin’ Roman soldiers, hyped like caffinated Folgers
last time sabertooth, this one chargin’ mastodon
radio puttin’ wack bastards on, those hungry for hip-hop fastin’ long
until Redemption comes bangin’ violin ‘n’ drums
sons from Shaolin slums, know the hood from how the air hums
Wu-Tang bang in every system pumpin’ hard like race car pistons
rule the world with no resistance and more Clansmen we enlistin’
fists in bloody grills win this battle of wills
toss you sacks of trash off 10th story windowsills
bills for services rendered paid off with legal tender
Golden Arms be long remembered while you fade like dying embers

Buddah-
semi-conscious state which I equate to thoughts churnin'
while the world keeps on turnin' right now, my brain's burnin'
from the friction of ideals clashin', hate transposed with passion
simultaneous both ends of spectrum, my section of time froze; I’m smashin’
as jagged shards become imbedded in every inch of skin showin’
cursed with the blessing of knowin’ why the universe stopped growin’
and now contracts ever increasingly, bound to false ideals not releasing me
continues now until I cease to be, but suffering could end easily
conformity’s the option offered, and rejected in an instant
mistake pride as sentiment, proves my mindset ain’t conceived yet
set out; bear them no mind, see indifference, misread the sign
rebirth of first of it’s kind, brain body soul one time intertwined
enlightened individual, all who hear this catch residuals
et this be a daily ritual, comprehend all things metaphysical

[Buddah MAC]

ODB-
The grand entrance of the WU in year 2 is brought to YOU by the U- nique Ason that is...
Break down the courtroom door, find my ass on the floor
callin' the judge a whore inbetween snoooores
nothin' more than annoyin' ****- they don't know who they toyin' wit'
tryin' to play games wit' the KID who set his CRIB INTO FLAMES
notfrommatchesorlighter but HOT rhymes
firefighters afraid of my mind, drink napalm like it's cheap wine
Big Baby Jesus, crowd pleaser, woman teaser
and to all otha emcees, I be the SOURCE of ya seizures
you who doubt Wu-Tang still REIGNS Dirt'll make ya'll believers
...mothafucckas!!!

Meth-
4 fingers & thumb hold mic tight to palm see
crowd never calmly reactin' to bombs' heat
from the last dropped line that attacked yo mind
and left no signs that the task force find
lyin' in wait for a RZA beat break
feed off my rhymes, dumb, deaf & blind eat paste
with each take, the motion picture nears completion
gets unique when the villan wins and gets the freak then
with Nikks speakin' yo win streak ends
the top you seekin'? set that bar before my peak friend
just thoughts being spun set lyric webs like spiders
trappin' all wack writers that dare come inside here
the Chambers, 36, hundreth time you heard a dis
take out all ya'll nerdy clicks with this grimy, dirty mix

Deck (hook)-
Like when the die thrown in, I see your snake eyes rollin'
cuz you disbelieve the moment, the truth when you was shown it

GZA-
as the double vinyls spin, timeless tale begins
on how words that I send through mics end competition
mission that I cling to is wisdom that I bring you
verbal vision is the thing through which I choose to sting you
critics silenced as the beat drops and blasts down through deep rock
and in the center of the crater-look!- the abbot and a prayer book
hinted to you few as the Wu-manual
status proved, against my crew the skies stand to fall

Raekwon-
I stay Gotti, run rhyme slangin' Wu-Tang we still bangin'
by your plated chain you left hangin' Main Staten G's like low-mein
flex the marble splashed wallys straight slam & never volley
rode BET like a trolly, watch how the Wu polly
street-to spot-light on how we rock mics
mad cats on some spite, just add to our might
as we slash opponents, all this for atonement
3rd planet in, we own it: respect how you was shown it

Grym-
The catastrophic catalyst that catagorically can't resist
to catalouge these camera hogs in catacombs- these cats is home
loooungin' in darkness, these hoounds is heartless
but grounded in art is how I'm down to spark this
the globe staring shockingly at my daring mockery
of glaring autocracy most caring not to see
so it's prophacy fulfilled, right? as sound and fury signifies
nothing, except afterthought: we die for those who never KNEW we fought

(hook)

Masta-
The acadamy graduate, that man who first had you wit'
that chessboxin' strategy, glad to see you stayed tuned
in, but now begins the next step of the journey
your only earnings your learning: subsistance your enhanced
image your mind recieves on how Allah appears to thee
through lotus pedal blossom or from some distant star
far is your destination, but so's your origin
mortal men can acend through cipher completion
eternal balance, taoist view, nature reflects on who is you
and you dictate the universe, that's why the gods thirst
for knowledge, wisdom, understanding, socital branding ****ed your head up
the reason that we fed up, the swarm seeks to reform

Ghost-
conquered competition, tol' radio stop ****tin
last joint, a classic written, and now just stright spittin'
I soar, remain hanglider, mad flava apple cider
heavyweight prize fighter, already rock the champ attire
hire Starks Enterprise an' watch your prophets rise
Doc No blast all the spies, C4 times 3 implodes the sky
with bombs from the boards then Wu storm in wit' swords
you pop like tires on a Ford and still stay ignored
what's more, forsooth and such, ya'll know for truth we lust
**** bust through wombs when thrust, vacuums for all the dust
just another warning about the red-soaked morning
the airborne aftermath as Wu strike those not on the path

(hook)

RZA-
A bulleye, cerebral dart enters flesh, greiving hearts
indebted justice kneeling, lacks Maat, New Order packs
quaint retoric, shaded truth used vs world-wide youth's
zeal, now for you who paid attention, I'll mention the xception
some sons under our protection, some duns lead out regression
some funds grown for our intention, someone must relieve the tension
for backs break under world's weight, hands shake from risks at stake
stench of hate makes lungs ache, peeps awake with double take
at past lives when men rise regardess of monetary stature
billions conceptually captured cuz today we livin' fractured
word is bond that holds together even when we lose sight through stormy weather
our rhythmic endeavors tether with a link that can't be severed

Buddah-
Inhilation- beats I breathe in, then spit this raw **** I'm leavin'
on topsoil to sprouts trees in: reciprocation is the reason
but seasons seemed to change today, saw the saplings' brightness fade
but not much attention made as they masked the price they paid
chalked it up to trends changin' bland earth tones? strikes me strange
but question what's the deal, nature states how it stays real
then the leaves start droppin', the bared branches strike me shockin'
some cling tight to the top ones but it seems there's no stoppin'
the composted culture at my feet, piles of dry and brittle leaves
mistook irony, done in by greenery, burn them and greivingly breathe deeply
not even reminicant of before, scattered ash was once my core
but in this instant long for more, try and assist the former source
carbon dioxide rhymes spread far in this barren time
about to leave dead trees behind, then saw a sign as the lines
hit internally to get ATP burnin' free
glucose then created and oxygen permeated
though the air...and I became aware
the simple truth was there, I just ducked it's accusing glare
see, the cycle's interdependent, to recieve, must give relentless
and the sec I stopped & spectated was when it almost ended

Deck-
Like when the die thrown in, I see your snake eyes rollin'
cuz you disbelieve the moment, the truth when you was shown it

[Buddah MAC]

Inspectah Deck-
Inspectah in your secta, the Rebel set ta bless ya
deliverin the truth, I be the youth investa
hittin what I aim for, spittin what I came for
dome splittin what I’m famed for, writtens set to claim war
invade your borderlines, want Hip-Hop in order? fine:
make every order mine, rhymes are for your mind
beat got Otis soul, uplift: the motive told
CREAM, the oldest goal, vs me? the boldest fold
roll like Delphonic drums, never claimed a modest tounge
now who’s the hottest ones? “Wu-Tang!” you got it son

Ghost-
seen it then I beam it, Tony the Hip-Hop phoenix
up out ash to zenith, if beef, be just the leanest
cuts, King Tut gear, wrap rockin live
strive to Macgyv, innovate n save five
element envokin, Aladdin’s Castle token
dusted green we smokin, you chokin on your hope friend
that Ghost vanished from the block, now you banished, ock
when Starks say you mark, best learn Spanish, flock
border-runnin bird, thyme rackin herbs
the cipher, space is curved, Wally still the word
heard it before on how Clan set for war
blastin hype verse, you cursed forevermore

RZA-
Abbot and disciples, Wu is set to strike you
digi bullet right thru, your ever present night view
throw light on dim minds, straighten up your spine
read between lines to find the divine
wine poured on parched earth, tell me what a dart worth
if when a bullseye struck, they blink like never touched
such is the dilemma of gods that’s causin tremors
to get yall lookin this direction for prema-
-nitionary vision, we speak for you to listen
but cats catchin clips to calculate position
mother**** a top ten, five mic, whatever
understanding equality chamber back to sever
anyone, solo, team, that forgot who set the CREAM
dreams you livin by, strike of the fabled flying guillotine

Warcloud-
Collapse each digit, calculate a beatdown
horror flick score, your screams, now a complete sound
knees down, skyward eyes, statement salvation
lead paint on church ceiling falls for tounge’s tastin
lungs achin, funeral pyres color prairie fields
mouth stained blood red from berry meals
sealed in sarcophagus, rise on Ra’s ascension
starshine soul map sentient, pyramid pinpoints invention
colonize brain cells, Warcloud came to tame hell
entropic smokless flame swells, focused locus, sane well
feigned, sustain acclimated atomic twist
blade bade welcome when introduced to wrist
risk, brisk steps in the hung man’s shadow cast
shallow task, callow mask, hit up heaven, hallowed blast

Masta:
Swing the kwandao, the mic is on yo
from the high chief to robin hooded thief
relief for the suffering is buffering the blows
of those who prey upon the rows of eyes that day
lost relation with, wait and wish for light’s return
and yearn for sunburns to edge out hunger pain
aimin carefully, hollow points for hollow skullies
wallow in misery until yall start listenin
ears fold protestin the attempted investment
but sword through your lung speaks testaments

GZA:
When the Liquid Sword strikes in Duels Of Iron Mics
those I left breathin never even claimed a life
Living In The World Today demands duckin in the shade
shed light too bright for even sight to fade
in seeing the goal beyond reflecting Gold
which in a Cold World creates blind men caught in snow
storms, kids warned of Labels depicting poison
4th Chamber rose then to educate the chosen
in Shadowboxin skills, straight from Killah Hills
where Investigative Reports composite sketch of the still
at large Swordsman, I Gotcha Back his slogan
for those in the hood who never knew what hope meant
Basic Instructions Before Leavin Earth, it’s simple
I drop the rhyme, foundation for your temple
over Amplified Sample, the ground troops is trampled
but not those Beneath The Surface, perform a vital service
Wu Crash Your Crew, it’s group euthanasia
Breaker Breaker 1-9, Knowledge Born to save ya
High Price paid Small Reward returned
track gettin play, thought train spurned
fractions of full cause of Hip-Hop Fury
1-1-1-2, mic check, ya hear me?
bloody eared Victims of Publicity system
Feel Like An Enemy from havin to work with em
message to your mind, Stringplay on fine lines
I stay Mic Trippin’ til you flippin over mines

Buddah:
Back in yesterdays, I’d call my lines battalions
state from war tallyin’ how I’ve come to be the valiant
undefeated leader on hip-hop’s battlefield
but as image invades reality, now I choose to yield
and deal with the current, in uniting, opinions blurring
and opposition stirrin is cause for a deterrent
as individuals outdated, questions raised evaded
and the askers slated to be designated
as trouble makin, forsaken for tryin to awaken
that extreme measures taken came out their people’s achin
dead “evil” labels, this ain’t Aesop’s fables
try and enable you to crawl out mental cradles
we bombin nations over individual actions
and cats still question our “devil” role castin
land of the free yet home of the blind
with heads in the sand, we come out of it fine
I’mma force you to pursue adoption of a new view
or sadly same subject matter on Shaolin 5 in year 02

[Buddah MAC]

Deck:
vital to what you hear sung, rifle to the eardrum
title there to be won, rivals, check, I see none
arrival to the stage, flash on past accolades
massive cash we made, lasting path we paved
still not given measure for our architecture lecture
missed our connect? Sure…maybe just reflects ya
can’t be concerned with biters who yearn to rhyme tighter
cuz the size of the purse earned don’t make a prizefighter
gotta win the match first, cannon arm attached, burst
final edit on your last words, like the Poltergeist cast, cursed
your radio hit’s pop fly, when it comes down, your ass out
while Wu stay rollin’, same direction as the last route
that above the cloud flight path, keep your earth-bound crowns
appraising with the right math, estate value pounded down
surround sound, jump the system with the wisdom
throw fists until it hits one, resist until **** gets done

Prodigal:
subliminal rhyme, criminal mind, women’ll find willin’ to grind
all up on me, I be omni, potent, present whatever,
presently sever throats quotin’ lines lackin’ permission
road to perdition, rode on condition, ride ‘til submission
fishin’ for the fishers, fisher king detect the fissure
in fam, and if it nuclear, psychics see our future blurred
stirred with word heard, differed action that occurred
the lured cured? absurd, just scurred ‘n’ disturbed
Sunn shinin’ truth down, phatter than goose down
new sound youth found ol’ school sayin’ “shoot now,
that just the real returned”, Sunz, you peel? we burnt
letters sealed, never returned, new appeal we learnt
bring to universal court, mock trial rehearsal for
when you the hearse aboard, tore down, much worse for
the wear, glare turn stare, mark-ass there
hostile to the game ‘til we overtake a market share

Meth:
ain’t no survivors outta those who fought nine
some claim they voted off, yall wanna talk? fine
weak as Bumblebee’s behind with a Grimlock mind
Wu dissect icons who wanna cop shine
got a glock 9? What you tellin me fo?
I got up out that **** and now I earn to eat bruh
streets rough, Christmas tree had a noose
why I find blazin’ trees relief, ‘long wit freshly squeezed juice
from Halle’s Berry, hood’s weight what we carry
demons ain’t fully buried, wack emcees must be dairy
cuz I’m their **** intolerant, bite to invite a dollar in
son you best buy Polident cuz sugar sweet spit is scouring
your grill, I’m built on an adamantium frame
unbreakable and still fire, Johnny Blaze the name
Stark ridin, vengeance for what you done to the game
the kid out the Clan, still son you the same

Street:
media heat, we too street, rhymes of robbin’ ‘n’ assault
glance at government ‘n’ say it yo’ ass fault
broke folk awoken by hunger pain they gave a name
only so when they do dirt they know who to blame
paper got less want ads, paper cross country lookin’ bad
and leaders avoiding any issue ‘less its bombin’ arabs
corner hustle makin’ bundles, risk: catch a case, or fumble
a sale or deposit, or not sense the ambush from the closet
otherwise, keepin’ you fed, despite the red dots on your head
from kid who smells your bread to undercover ‘bout to shed
his cover, another week, seems bleak can reach no peak
on the Street, still they seek to censor how we speak
can’t have no thugs, we should take oppression as they serve it
**** that, stay strapped, blast whoever seekin’ servants

RZA:
set to dip the world in the Lazarus pit
been runnin’ this **** since grand chasm was split
grand ascent on a Jacob’s ladder parallel
the clock chimes ring like a clarion bell
tellin you how they irrelevant without air vibration
lose physical form, what music we makin?
why I produce how, I do, get infinite music out, to you
so you got memory energy loaded so when body’s outmoded
the coded signals imbedded still get you where we headed
try to explain it further, couldn’t eat it how I fed it
my brother’s blood shed, it kills me, my country kill the world, filthy
hands forever dirty long as the voting booths will be
sparsely populated, music & me copulated
to try and bear wisdom that’ll grow to block your fate kid
center of defensive scheme, tend to selfish goals, score for other team
just tryin to spark causation for you to drop your dreams
and pursue them in actuality, the cure for this malady
but right now this disease buildin, billions body counts and casualties

Warcloud:
dead mortician’s rib cage, walk on seas of blood
earthquake in Cali, blaze imported bud
old man in the TV, wife shoved in the freezer
3 ghosts of Easter haunting Ebenezer
Alcatraz, can’t escape, grape vines on the wall
guns in the field, blind farmer plants them all
cookbook with a purpose, recipe for smog
three drunk frogs lay dead on a log
halo on the rifle, wings on the cannibal
madder than Murdock, deader than Hannibal
handles on the briefcase, sand poured out the shoe
spiders dancing clockwise, tea time at two
new for last year, wombat with a spear
combat army gear, drink a vat of beer
pirate chest opened, heart beating like drums
Grenade blew the speaker, her sandwich: ox tongue

GZA: |
beholden to the thought, train we laid the track for
‘fore they hung John Henry, hammer what we back for
eagle eye focused, sizin’ up the prey
talent sharpened talons, slightest move, get slayed
Fall faded Summer mood most abandon at the leaf change
others pause the picture ‘til consulting I-Ching
motion returned to it, editors run through it
direction lost, hid from the sun that grew it
rocket only carries fuel for the sky’s height
slightest push further, soar infinite night
sight depending on the eye, truth weighed against the lie
scale’s standard skewed so deep pocket’s size
expand til seams bust, label’s game seems rushed
fly on the wall called it, soon as it seen, crushed
in torrential storm, everyone pray for the calm
hostile crowd hushed once a mic in my palm

Killa Sin:
brick building leanin’, schemin’ on a plot to rock your evenin’
glock’ll soon be steamin’, block’s alarm clock: screamin’
distraction setup on the corner, “shoulda known” you tell the coroner
tell hell you a foreigner, after spell held by mourners
back to before action happens, girly with attraction flashin’
peep window reflection checkin’ that you look class ‘n’ splashin’
head turn, lead burn, found a fragment in your urn
eyes scannin’ while you fallin’, guy standin’, smile ‘n’ callin’
the car to pull up quick, while his pockets fill up wit’
what yours contained, last course thru veins, move forced by pain, one more sustained
hit again for movement, then 0 to 60 jump, they cruisin’
stain street with blood you losin’, time slows to your conclusion

Ghost:
new hint given to mind puzzle completion
these days dogs got a muzzle, a leash and
no one to walk em, talk like Chris Walken
every ellipses entered injure those who knock it
pocket lint all you seein, your box is all I be in
TV, boom, or girly, yall know Starks take “C” then
see men, sorry, all I spit is graphic novels
Ironman foes talk chalk nightline with Koppel
eagle on the arm, evil wit this charm
feel fever wit my palm, Keebler, swear I saw em
know calm as a foreigner, live **** what I’m goin’ for
soon as Ghost appear you forget what I’m owin’ ya
champ belt flexin’, other country annexin’
sendin’ bad checks in, more effective than Wrexx N
ever was, catch the buzz, dealin’ verbal highs cuz
and thanks tho I forgot just what your advice was

Buddah:
**** this sick world rockin sacrificial lambskin
shove subject into spotlight where the strippers always dancin
I’d be advancin’ on your position if it wasn’t a backwards move
plant mines deep in vinyl, step into the groove
I’m inviting your destruction, fighting mass production
biting deconstruction, exciting last deduction
writing for discussion, but reading lessons were to skim
“why weigh a page’s weight? We know ****’s paper thin”
take submarines to ravines bridging the word’s in-between
and surface in your own mind, sections you never seen
consistently contend, collective consciousness catalyst
caught in cognitive combat, consume cut capillary eucharist
no one come near how I see word, not caught til the reverb
most speak to be heard, I stop to receive what you leave
content to listen, but nothin’ been said in years
once content driven, now that mass transit disappeared
I’m at the destination waiting for the other guests
hope you’ll find, just biding time, getting God undressed
with my eyes, how she makes my spirits rise
spit Hip-Hop game at girly up until this language dies

[Conduit]

one of these came to my mind the other day. funny you posted all of them. nuts. your GZA verses are on point. I think his style is the closest to yours, though, and thats why it's so easy for you to rock it. Nice.

[David Lama]

cool **** dude

[W.I.Z.E.]

one of these came to my mind the other day. funny you posted all of them. nuts. your GZA verses are on point. I think his style is the closest to yours, though, and thats why it's so easy for you to rock it. Nice.


crazy cuz that's wut made me post one of my old joints cuz I was thinking about when you used to point this. Mos def innovative.

[the puppetmaster]

Good work here Mac, I like when cats do things like this, kind of a step outside of the box to mimic someone elses style but then be cognisant enough to bring it back home and use their own steez all the while not making it look like the same cat wrote of it. excellent creative process fam


-P-

[Advent Verbal Kent]

No doubt. I remember this series.

Who's Warcloud?


AvK

[Buddah MAC]

No doubt. I remember this series.
Who's Warcloud?
AvK

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IjJMpJCaZCI

4th & 8th verse...delay's annoying, so treat it as audio

[DyZaStaH]

i remember that ****... still classically ill

can't believe my login still works

can believe yall cats still here... whattup world

[yaga]

I heard if you scroll through this real quick you can get a secret track, that still true? Anyways, when you drop sh*t like this it's pure inspiration for cats like me. And it's a crazy f*cking concept, especially since it's Wu. I'd love to flip something like this using Aesop Rock & some other folks, though i'm thinking it can't really be done correct unless it's Wu. But some Purple Haze sh*t would be hilarious, though.

Deck:

"vital to what you hear sung, rifle to the eardrum
title there to be won, rivals, check, I see none"

Ghost:

"eagle on the arm, evil wit this charm
feel fever wit my palm, Keebler, swear I saw em"

Far from pulling anything REALLY quotable out of this (you motherf*ckers will HAVE to read it, it should be required for new jacks), these short lines are just, yo... sound straight out of Deck's and Ghost's mouth.

Always, steadily, readily ill.

Peace on the drop, Buddah.

[Buddah MAC]

I'm the opposable thumbs to hip-hop's evolution
the polar reversal to later 2012's absolution
the melting ice shelf set to uncover Atlantis
the Lumeria residents forgotten since they vanished
the Anasasi leaping from canyon floor to stars
the guide on Enoch's tour to what's beyond where we are
the parallels tethering pyramids with Orion
8 points, peep my name, that-fold path applyin

nostalgia yo

[eternal reflection]

I remember this shiit, LOL, brings back memories, nigguh u r the most slept on mc on this site EVER.

[W.I.Z.E.]

True skill man...

[Buddah MAC]

True skill man...

thanks