Chamber No. 9

Lyrics
[Intro] "With you dead, no one will know!" "But I will!" "He cheated me. I would've have destroyed Shaolin. So we have to die." "Though you're still loyal to Shaolin, what you did with your plots is against all Shaolin ethics. I have to take you in for punishment!" "Haha haha hahaha, try it!" [Verse 1] They are sicker than the white kid with the AR Ruder than the Cuban dude with the face scar They say they lit man, we're dripping in napalm The grip, aim strong, you facepalm The hair and bone hold eigth charms The butter soft came with suede arms Super fly, no cape on Everywhere I go you know they let sun in, like the drapes drawn Everything, Gucci Gucci, ask Kreayshawn Cake long 'cause my game on And I'ma sing the same song 'til the pain gone Sole survivor like Akon Welcome to my world, just sign your Hancock in the name log Wave of the arm, hit him with the a-bomb, but stay calm I ain't even come to make harm I lace them with the heart Make 'em nod, Sway in the morn' Watchin' him flip, same way I made eight off the four, with the raw [Chorus] (The 9th chamber, you get trapped inside my hallway) (Chamber #9) (The 9th chamber, you get trapped inside my hallway) (My team with, My team with) (The 9th chamber, you get trapped inside my hallway) (And that's one in the ch-ch-chamber, 36 styles of danger) (Raw I'ma give it to ya, with no trivia) [Verse 2] Rebel, I've been vilified, none other ill as I I throw these squares in boxes, like Sicilian pies Like I told y'all a million times I done sold y'all a million rhymes From a time where you'd creep to pull a 9 over who got the biggest dimes That's why I Spit the vivid lines You can tell that I'm living minds Y'all haters better get in line I'm like a European watch on a different time Times is different, what people do to get the shine I ain't afraid to be myself, never switching sides Sittin' in position to climb, consistent with the grind Visions of living fine, while niggas getting hit with ridiculous prison time I follow the path, I ain't windup here, It took meticulous design The blood, sweat and tears, God, give we a sign Now the plug stay hittin' my lines for the brawl [Chorus] (The 9th chamber, you get trapped inside my hallway) (Chamber #9) (The 9th chamber, you get trapped inside my hallway) (My team with, My team with) (The 9th chamber, you get trapped inside my hallway) (And that's one in the ch-ch-chamber, wu tang banger) (Raw I'ma give it to ya, with no trivia)
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Credits
- Writers
- Inspectah Deck