Genius/GZA Lyrics
Genius/GZA Lyrics
"Duel of the Iron Mic Lyrics"
Remote Control Lyrics
(Strummer/Jones) Who needs remote control From the Civic Hall Push a button Activate You gotta work an' you're late It's so grey in London town With a panda car crawling around Here it comes Eleven o'clock Where can we go now? Can't make a noise Can't get no gear Can't make no money Can't get outta here Big business it don't like you It don't like the things you do You got no money So you got no power They
(Strummer/Jones) Who needs remote control From the Civic Hall Push a button Activate You gotta work an' you're late It's so grey in London town With a panda car crawling around Here it comes Eleven o'clock Where can we go now? Can't make a noise Can't get no gear Can't make no money Can't get outta here Big business it don't like you It don't like the things you do You got no money So you got no power They
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
Sm
Vainglory Lyrics
My time is near I will rule again So what is your defence this time You will try to defeat me once again But your precious words will ricochet off of me You`re going blind as I lurk around you Your mighty being will fall down hard Take a closer look at your built up horde You wil lsee they are following me When my time again comes Order and darkness shall reign Without the smoke of your holy pipe We will again create clarity as a whole Damn you for
okin Exodus, every square yard is plushMy time is near I will rule again So what is your defence this time You will try to defeat me once again But your precious words will ricochet off of me You`re going blind as I lurk around you Your mighty being will fall down hard Take a closer look at your built up horde You wil lsee they are following me When my time again comes Order and darkness shall reign Without the smoke of your holy pipe We will again create clarity as a whole Damn you for
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: Masta Killa
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 guard
Speak To The Wind Lyrics
Feel your skin Taste your lips The love we made Seems like yesterday Walk with me It hurt so much to let you go Come to me I let you slip away With so much to say (so much) I speak to the wind Whisper your name in the dark Waiting to find the answers Hoping to wash away your tears I speak to the wind Closing my eyes for a moment Imagine your face in the mor
ed by the culpritFeel your skin Taste your lips The love we made Seems like yesterday Walk with me It hurt so much to let you go Come to me I let you slip away With so much to say (so much) I speak to the wind Whisper your name in the dark Waiting to find the answers Hoping to wash away your tears I speak to the wind Closing my eyes for a moment Imagine your face in the mor
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: Inspectah 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 like real pros through the streets we stroll
Bullet holes lace the windows in 1-6-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 b
You're In The Air Lyrics
(Buck/Mills/Stipe) You wanted a challenge that's calling you higher I landed on my feet by crawling I remember standing alone trying to forget you idling I hate to admit that that's my reference point But there it is you say you want me I'm what you found, I'm upside down You're in the air, you're in the air and I am breathing Brighten the stars The weather is lifting the heavens love a love like this It's pulling you higher twist it an
agged up, dependin if you're passin the cut(Buck/Mills/Stipe) You wanted a challenge that's calling you higher I landed on my feet by crawling I remember standing alone trying to forget you idling I hate to admit that that's my reference point But there it is you say you want me I'm what you found, I'm upside down You're in the air, you're in the air and I am breathing Brighten the stars The weather is lifting the heavens love a love like this It's pulling you higher twist it an
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