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Inspectah Deck
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R.E.C. Room
作詞:Robert F. Diggs, Jason Hunter
Oh, Killah Hill, Killah Killa Hill Killah Hill, Killah Killah Hill Killah Hill, Killah Killah Hill 10304 style, kid for all my D.M.D. Rec posse niggaz You out there? Is you out there?
I throw your brain in the cobra clutch, behold the hold rush A dazzlin' display if you could get close enough Cold Crush like the 4 sting of anaconda Fierce darts that'll pierce through solid armor
Lounge in the barracks with Blue and Cappadonna Spiderman identity Peter Parker Crowd pleaser register off the meter Vocal street sweeper bucks shots through the speaker
Pleasure seekers, 50 thou' in the stands True fans get it hot like Jamaica sands Conquer land, wide like a eagle wingspan Clansman stabbin' the track with both hands
Not a lost soul who falls for fool's gold I shine like a diamond in the true state of cold Too hot to handle, too cold to hold Rap with a road block, I might lose control
Hold the globe in my iron palm One hand holds the firearm on a mission that's life long Strike calm through the fire like Chaka Khan World wide on the web without the dot com
Killa Bees live in the place to be Burn third degree on the M I C So deadly goes the catastrophe And this is the way we crash the party
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Yo, Killa Bees swarmin' Protect Ya Neck! What's the warnin'? So, procede with caution, I walk with my swordsmen We all in together, Wu-Tang forever gon' win
From Puerto Rico 'cross the caves of Berlin Echoin' through cell blocks and federal pens It be the Wu-Tang, you came in when They left the game mentally and physically bent
What I invent, sharp as bardwire fence I represent, sure to make a grand entrance With the deadly lecture, contents under pressure Inspectah, put your rep in the stretcher
Feather weight contenders surrender T.K.O., first round knockout, vets to big spenders Journey on the mic like Marco Polo Internal bleedin' occurs to your photo
Thoughts brought forth as wild as up north It's bloodsport, get rushed for tough talk But I hold my ground like it's high noon While police tapes surround the mic room
I jump on a live tune, provide the boom Those who consume become faint from the fumes
Killa Bees live in the place to be Burn third degree on the M I C So deadly goes the catastrophe And this is the way we crash the party
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