Let Me at Them

Lyrics

[Intro: Inspectah Deck] Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo! Yo Think these niggas ready for this, son? Niggas ain't ready for this, ock One-two! Whatcha wanna do?! (I'm gonna give it to 'em anyway though, man) It's the Inspectah Deck, lyrical threat! (You know they ain't ready for it!) Representin' Wu-Tang slang '95, hittin' it live You know what time it is [Verse 1: Inspectah Deck] Blessed with the art, rhymes are sharp like a circular saw Hit the floor like Thor, who wants to war? None slide by my lyrical drive-by Shots bust, makin' blocks huss Plus snipe the cops when they rush Built like construction crews, bustin' fools and tools Forced you's to blast out your fuckin' shoes A south SWAT with the bombs I drop Plan A to terrorize, you can't stop the plot Execution of a amateur Who dares to challenge a Clansman holdin' a sword like Excalibur? Truth is my shield, show and prove, I reveal Reality, the coldness our hearts can feel Livin' life where caps peel, and crack deals the nine-to-five But I survived through these hard times, I nearly died Now I'm wanted for death, I did escape Knowledge thrown on a tape for those who can relate Still I wrap my face, take a space in the staircase Hits takin' place — yo, God, watch for Jakes Outta state court dates, would chase me with the warrants For my insurance, switched names to Michael Lawrence The Rebel stomps through the slums I'm from Comin' through with 'nuff niggas and 'nuff guns to bust, son! So read the article: "Lyrical assassin with the arsenal" Potential witnesses are incapable of testifyin' They want me fryin' in the chair, plus the case closed I broke free of the shackles and safe clothes I make foes, exasperate them, I make friends 'Cause today's friends show theyselves as snakes in the end And if you fit the trend, then Protect Yo' Neck! Shaolin, INS, Killa Hill Projects! [Chorus: Inspectah Deck] No one on this Earth can hold me! No one on this Earth can fool me! No one on this Earth can grip the mic! Like.. I.. do, nigga! If you ever feel that you can Test me, you gotta face the Clan and Never return to the mic again! There's no one in the world! [Verse 2: Inspectah Deck] Let Me At Them! I blast off lyrics like a Magnum .44 caliber bustin' mad holes in my challenger Turnin' your trunk to Swiss cheese The wild freestyler, wild like Gene Wilder Wu-Tang Killa Bee aimed at your brain With my stinger that stun your mind when I bring ya 36 Chambers of anger, frustration But waitin' to let loose on the nation Far from commercial, no need for no rehearsal Hit you from all angles, then form a circle Go against the grain, get hit close range When I Slam like Onyx, comp get stomped, that's a promise! I'll represent, here's the evidence Science of math on a plate to make sense My technique of speech is deep like Leviathan Hittin' up your block with rhymes, rapid firin' Shootin' for the platinum (BLAOW! BLAOW!) Then bring it back to the same place I got the gat from Let Me At Them!