Chi Kung

RZA & Featherz & Cilvaringz & Kinetic 9 - Rap
Chi Kung
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Duration: 1:21
Lyrics
Ai-yo Bobby! [Verse 1: RZA] The grand ultimate supreme, no extremities, we use Tai Chi to deflect off our enemy Five poisons from the Clan there's no remedy We dispell the smell of wickedness in our vicinity Bobby The atomic, Islamic Bomb-droppin' Appear in your atmosphere Like the comet Heading to the Western Hemisphere, non-stoppin' Strikin' the belly of the sea to make it vomit Things of beings is unseen by men In shapes and form Never been dreamed by men, the word of God Always intervene with sin, from insight My inner-light beams within Pin-point focus Move silently unnoticed, when you attack I fall back in the wind like the lotus Put the soul in the track Like my name was Otis Pain in my heart and your chance is hopeless for you to win A change is gonna come, you hear the ZUUU! Wu-Tang is gonna come and my vocals They gonna bang on the drum You go against the grain you will hang from ya tongue So... [Hook: RZA (Feathers)] (Love) love (Love) love (Thugs) thugs (Thugs) thugs This is in yo' club (club) (Club) club Nigga pass the motherfuckin' drugs! [Verse 2: RZA] Oh, shaboobaloop To my soundwave there's no sonic solution, no Pro Tools to edit or out-date my producing, form like crystals Mushrooms after the missile We strike into the hip-hop bone Of the gristle and my thoughts be the marrow, son I'm the narrow Tube inside the gun that's released through the barrel and the words travel in lead Expand at high speeds with the hole in your head And filled up you With the Knowledge of self I dropped out of school, I went to the College of self and I pertained my wealth B-O-B-B When y'all niggas see me I'm like Godzilla stompin' over Mount Fiji Or Rodan with the wingspan Prince Rakeem can rocks to the solo or combine with my team and Spit like the calico, welcome to the Alamo Bop-bop-bop, you know how you cowards go on [Hook: RZA] (Love) love (Luck) luck Slugs Drugs (Thugs) thugs I'm bugged Welcome back to my hip-hop club [Verse 3: Beretta 9] Ai-yo Psycho, menace Downin' a Guinness Strictly bidness While I'm in this Flip on a nigga like a gymnast Put a knot on ya head The size of Grimace Bitch Jumpin' out ya speaker Huntin' for yo' egg like it's Easter Though I come in peace, I would just like to say peace to Scallywags, skeezers And I don't really need ya You don't understand why I don't understand either Now shit's gettin' deep, you should've thought a lot deeper, it's my time to get Over and I got on my blinkers, so I write And I spit on the mic So you can feel What is truth What is right and what's not Yo I must kill the ideal And enlight this Earth And yo, I will Give birth To a light that lives to keep it real all through research I learned in schools, not even Church can instill These words are jewels so you can heal Still I search And I works real hard I need a deal And with speed 'cause it hurts indeed Yo can you feel? My heart Still pumps the blood That makes me bleed All real And the pastor's best I always will do my thing [RZA] Yo let me know son, yo.. X.O. Hennessey Jack Daniel or Tennesee Whisky Got these groupie bitches actin' frisky [Beretta 9] Searchin' for that Bill like Lewinsky All over my pants lookin' for a Jim Brownski [Cilvaringz] Ringz and Partnerz, Wu-Tang is how we fuck up Helsinki Oh shit Kinetic Bobby Steeles Origin/Barrakjudah, Wu-Tang forever motherfuckers [Hook: RZA (Feathers)] (Love) love (Love) love (Thugs) thugs (Thugs) thugs This is in yo' club (club) (Club) cub Nigga pass the motherfuckin' drugs (drugs)
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Credits
- Writers
- Kinetic 9
- Cilvaringz
- Featherz
- RZA