Gza - Duel Of The Iron Mic lyrics

rate me

Oh, mad one<br />

We see your trap<br />

You can never escape your fate<br />

Submit with honor to a duel with my son<br />

I agree<br />

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I see you using an old style<br />

I wondered where you'd learned it from<br />

You know very well, it's yours too<br />

Heh, by the Gods, will you show me?<br />

And what do you come for?<br />

(Duel of the Iron Mic)<br />

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You come here, since you're so interested<br />

(Duel of the Iron Mic)<br />

Fight me<br />

(In the moonlight the tiger strikes)<br />

(What, what? Bring it)<br />

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Yo, picture bloodbaths and elevator shafts<br />

Like these murderous rhymes tight from genuine craft<br />

Check the print, it's where veterans spark the letterings<br />

Slow moving MCs is waitin' for the editin'<br />

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The liquid soluble that made up the chemistry<br />

A gaseous element, that burned down your ministry<br />

Herbal vapors and biblical papers<br />

Smokin' exo-dust, every square yard is plush<br />

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Fuck the screw-faced photo sessions<br />

Facial expression leaves impressions<br />

Try to keep a shark nigga guessin'<br />

Give crazy shouts son here's the outcome<br />

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Cut across the semi gloss rhymes you floss<br />

Shit is outdated, just like neckloads of Sterlings<br />

Suede fronts, bell bottoms and tri-colored Shearlings<br />

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I ain't particular, I bang like vehicular homicides<br />

Until I fall from Bed-Stuy<br />

Where money don't grown on trees and there's thievin' MCs<br />

Who cutthroat to rake leaves<br />

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They can't breathe, blood splash, rushin' fast like runnin' rivers<br />

I be that whiskey in your liver<br />

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Duel of the Iron Mic<br />

It's that fifty-two ready to strike<br />

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This is not a 85 affair, made clear<br />

When the Gods get on to perform storms blew up<br />

Wu's up, causin' the crowd to self-destruct<br />

Killer bees are stingin' somethin' while I reveal<br />

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Science, that's heavily guarded by the culprit<br />

Bombin' your barracks, with aerodynamic swordplay<br />

Poison darts by the doorway<br />

Minds that's laced with explosive doses<br />

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Damagin' lyrical launcher<br />

Lunge at the youthful offender then injure any contender<br />

Testin' the murderous Masta could lead to disaster<br />

Dynamite thoughts explode through your barrier<br />

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Rips the retina<br />

Who can withstand the astonishin' punishin' stings to the sternum?<br />

Shocked in the hip-hop livestock<br />

Seekin' for a serum to cure 'em<br />

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Adults kill for drugs plus the young bucks bust<br />

Duckin' handcuffs, throats get cut when dough rush<br />

Out of town foes look shook but still pose<br />

We move like real pros through the streets we stroll<br />

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Bullet holes lace the windows in 1-6-oh<br />

So control the avenues that's the dream that's sold<br />

Building lobbies are graveyards for small-timers<br />

Bitches caught in airports, keys in they vaginas<br />

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No peace, yo the police mad corrupt<br />

You get bagged up, dependin' if you're passin' the cut<br />

Plus shorty's not a shorty no more, he's livin' heartless<br />

Regardless of the charges, claims to be the hardest individual<br />

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Critical thoughts, criminal minded<br />

Blinded by illusion, findin' it confusin'<br />

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Duel of the Iron Mic<br />

It's that fifty-two ready to strike<br />

Duel of the Iron Mic<br />

It's that fifty-two ready to strike<br />

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At the height of their fame and glory<br />

They turned on one another<br />

Each struggling in vain for ultimate supremacy<br />

In the passion and depth of their struggle<br />

The very art, that had raised them<br />

Through such Olympian heights was lost<br />

Their techniques, vanished