10-23-2003, 10:02 PM | #1 (permalink) |
It's All About The Ass!!
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LETS PLAY RAP ALONG!!!!!!!!!!
See if you can rap along on beat with the mighty Gza The Genius & the other Wu-Tang Clan members. If you wanna be a rapper.....you gotta be able to keep the beat homie! KEEP THE BEAT BIOTCH!!!
<center><embed src=http://www.angelfire.lycos.com/hiphop3/k-wise0/GZA-Duel_Of_The_Iron_Mic.mp3></embed></center> <center>Artist: The Genius w/ Master Killer, Inspector Deck, Ol Dirty Bastard Album: Liquid Swords Song: Duel of the Iron Mic Typed by: dj.flash@pobox.com Intro: Ohh mad one We see your trap You can never escape, your fate Submit with honor to a duel, with my son I agree I see you using an old style, I wondered where you had learned it from You know very well, it's yours too [Yo God, it's a duel, it's a duel] Heh, by the Gods, will you show me? [buck buck buck buck buck buck ] And where do you come for? [Duel of the Iron Mic ] You come here, since you're so interested [Duel of the Iron Mic ] Fight me [In the moonlight niggaz I will strike] [What, what? Bring it!] Verse One: The Genius Yo Picture bloodbaths and elevator shafts Like these murderous rhymes tight from genuine craft Check the print, it's where veterans spark the letterings Slow moving MC's is waitin for the editin The liquid soluble that made up the chemistry A gaseous element, that burned down your ministry Herbal vapors, and biblical papers Smokin Exodus, every square yard is plush Fuck the screw-faced photo sessions facial expression leaves impressions, try to keep a shark nigga guessin Give crazy shouts Son here's the outcome Cut across the semi-gloss rhymes you floss Shit is outdated, just like neckloads of Sterlings Suede-fronts, bell-bottoms, and tri-colored Shearlings I ain't particular, I bang like vehicular homicides on July 4th in Bed-Stuy Where money don't grown on trees and there's thievin MC's Who cut-throat to rake leaves They can't breathe, blood splash, rushin fast like runnin rivers, I be that whiskey in your liver Chorus: Ol Dirty Bastard Duel of the Iron Mic! It's the fifty-two fatal strikes! Verse Two: Master Killer This is not a eighty-five affair, made clear when the Gods get on to perform storms blew up Wu's up, causin the crowd to self-destruct Killer bees are stingin somethin while I reveal Science, that's heavily guarded by the culprit Bombin your barracks, with aerodynamic swordplay, poison darts by the doorway Minds that's laced with explosive doses Damagin lyrical launcher Lunge at the youthful offender then injure any contender, testin the murderous Master could lead to disaster, dynamite thoughts explode through your barrier, rips the retina Who can withstand the astonishing punishing Stings to the sternum, shocked in the hip-hop livestock Seekin for a serum, to cure em Verse Three: Inspector Deck Adults kill for drugs plus the young bucks bust Duckin handcuffs, throats get cut when dough rush Out of town foes look shook but still pose We move lioke real pros through the streets we stroll Bullet holes lace the windows in one-six oh So control the avenues that's the dream that's sold Bulding lobbies are graveyards for small-timers Bitches caught in airports, keys in they vaginas No peace, yo the police mad corrupt You get bagged up, dependin if you're passin the cut Plus shorty's not a shorty no more, he's livin heartless Regardless of the charges, claims to be the hardest individual, critical thoughts, criminal minded Blinded by illusion, findin it confusin Outro: Ol Dirty Bastard Duel of the iron mics [The master, he must be dreaming, heh] It's that fifty-two fatal strikes [Well, if he is dreaming...] Duel of the iron mics [...then he must be asleep] It's that fifty-two fatal strikes, NUH [And if he is asleep] [then I will wake him up!] [WeahhhHAAH-HAH-HAH!] At the height of their fame and glory, they turned on one another Each struggling in vain for ultimate supremacy In the passion and depth of their struggle They very art, that had raised them through such rapiant heights was lost Their techniques, vanished</center> Play on playa playa play on playa play play oooooooooooon!!!!!! Asta!!
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10-23-2003, 11:46 PM | #2 (permalink) |
It's All About The Ass!!
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Shit I know you want to dammit! I can fuckin see ya doin it right now!!
<center></center> Ahhhhhh yeeeeeah! I never hesitate to demonstrate my mental state... Asta!!
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10-25-2003, 08:38 AM | #5 (permalink) |
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Hey we all gotta start somewhere buddy!
Asta!!
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10-25-2003, 08:41 PM | #7 (permalink) |
It's All About The Ass!!
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Ya feel it man Plus as soon as the kung-fu movie samples stop you pretty much know to go right at the next drum Try it I know you can do it you'll be great!
Asta!!
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10-25-2003, 09:40 PM | #9 (permalink) |
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Thanx man I appreciate it. Eminem is a good start....he has a more complex flow that you normally see in the mainstream The coolest thing about pulling it off is hearing the sound effects cue in right on your mark like during Masta Killa's verse where he says "dynamite thoughts explode through your barrier" and an explosion sound effect cues and then the end of his verse where it says "To cure em!" haha. Good times!
Asta!!
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10-25-2003, 10:20 PM | #11 (permalink) |
It's All About The Ass!!
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hahahaha
Asta!!
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