Gza - Shadowboxin' lyrics
rate meSpecial technique, fuck that<br />
Special technique of shadowboxing<br />
(God damn)<br />
The GZA, ah, god damn<br />
The GZA, ah, god damn<br />
(Pledge allegiance to the hip-hop)<br />
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Method, god damn<br />
(I pledge allegiance to the hip-hop)<br />
Maximillion, Maximillion<br />
(I pledge allegiance to the hip-hop)<br />
Johnny Blaze, Johnny Blaze, Johnny Blaze<br />
(I pledge allegiance to the hip-hop)<br />
Maximillion, Maximillion, Maximillion<br />
(Shadowboxing)<br />
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I breaks it down to the bone gristle<br />
Ill speaking Scud missile heat seeking<br />
Johnny blazing, nightmares like Wes Craven<br />
Niggaz gunnin', my third eye seen it coming<br />
Before it happen<br />
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You know about them fucking Staten<br />
Kids they smashin' everything, huh<br />
In any shape, form or fashion<br />
Now everybody talking 'bout this laughin', hmmm<br />
Is you bustin' steel or is you flashin'? Hmmm<br />
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Talkin' out your asshole<br />
You shoulda learnt about the flow and peasy afro<br />
Ticallion stallion, chinky eye and snot nosed<br />
From my naps to the bunion on my big toe<br />
I keeps it movin', know just what the fuck I'm doin'<br />
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Rap insomniac, fiend to catch a nigga snoozing<br />
Slip the cardiac arrest me, exorcist hip-hop posses me<br />
Crunch a nigga like a Nestle, you know my steez<br />
Burning to the third degree, sneaky ass, alley cat top pedigree<br />
The head toucher, industry party bum rusher<br />
You don't like it dick up in ya, fuck ya<br />
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Allow me to demonstrate the skill of Shaolin<br />
(That's right, you corny-ass rap motherfuckers)<br />
The special technique of shadowboxing<br />
(Better go back and check your fuckin' stacks)<br />
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Shadowboxing<br />
(Because your naps ain't nappy enough)<br />
(And your reefs ain't rugged enough, bitch)<br />
Shadowboxing<br />
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I slayed MC's back in the rec room era<br />
My style broke motherfuckin' backs like Ken Patera<br />
Most rap niggaz came loud but unheard<br />
Once I pulled out, round 'em off to the nearest third<br />
Check these non visual niggaz, with tapes and a portrait<br />
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Flood the seminar, tryin' to orbit this corporate industry<br />
But what them niggaz can't see must break through like the Wu<br />
Unexpectedly Protect Ya Neck, my sword stills remains imperial<br />
'Fore I blast the mic, RZA scratch off the serial<br />
We reign all year round from June to June<br />
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While niggaz bite immediately if not soon<br />
Set the lynchin', and form the execution date<br />
As this two thousand beyond slang suffocate<br />
Amplify sample through vacuum tubes compressions<br />
'Cause RZA to charge niggaz twenty G's a session<br />
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When my mind start to clickin' and the strategy is mastered<br />
The plot thickens, this be that Wu shit<br />
I don't give a cotton-pickin' fuck<br />
About a brother tryin' to size a nigga up<br />
I hold my own, hard-hat protect your dome<br />
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Look at mama, baby boy actin' like he grown<br />
No time for sleep, I gets deep as a baritone<br />
Killa bee, that be holdin' down his honeycomb, loungin' son<br />
Wu brother, number one, protect your neck<br />
Flying guillotines here they come, bloody bastards<br />
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Hard times and killer tactics, spittin' words plus<br />
Semi-automatic slurs, peep the graphic<br />
Novel from the genie bottle, hit the clutch<br />
Shift the gear now, full throttle, time to bungee<br />
To the next episode, I keeps it grungy<br />
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Hand on my nutsac, and spittin' lung-ghies<br />
At a wack, nigga dat, don't understand the fact<br />
When it come to RZA tracks I don't know how to act<br />
Real rap from the Stat, Killa Hill projects<br />
How to be exact, break it down, all and together now<br />
Things are getting good looking better now<br />
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Allow me to demonstrate the skill of Shaolin<br />
Sha-shadowboxing<br />
(The special technique of shadowboxing)<br />
Shadowboxing
