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Wu-Tang: 7th Chamber (Part II)

Wu-Tang Clan

Enter the Wu-Tang (36 Chambers)

1993

than Spike Lee's Do
I'm like a sniper, hyper off the ginseng root
PLO style, buddha monks with the owls
So who's the fucking man? Meth-Tical

Pleasure Man/Hey Ma Get Papa

Mick Ronson

Slaughter on 10th Avenue [Snapper]

1974

When you're burned by the need, heartache won't let go
And you're searching in your soul for a stranger who won't say no
Steal a way to my soul

a way of dimming you life
And so I'll sit and watch you wither on by
A miracle is what I'm asking,
To take away the spike and spoon I see you sweatin

eradicate themselves
Hungry, nature will soon
Be satiated by our decomposed bodies
The Earth laughs and waits

Bacteriological war
Nuclear winter
Sterilizing

they like me
They love me like a rollie when it’s icey
They love me like a movie by Spike Lee
They’ll Do The Right Thing for the right price
They gone

the railway was built.
But, it didn't up and build itself, no,
It was built by the railroad men.

And among these men was a man among men, among men, among men,

Is you gone stand by me? 
If I'm not icy
If I'm not high key
When I Look frightening 

I got bite spike Lee
I don't step LightLy 
And I might just be

You've sealed your lips
With empty promises
You've stitched your ears
With ignorance
Your eyes blinded
By the light you cannot see
Your hands tied

Ya By my Kumba linx
The youth grew me
The work I do four em
Add 2 me
Spikes depiction of the Windy City really
Blew me
Coming from A-MC who went to see

surmise
It from my rhymes
I was in-spired
By an NF-ing Goat
The Reaper
And the Gods that Rap
Of Evil
Twins and sheep that dress
Like people
Left from hell

Damn I'm trapped inside these walls she got molly jaw
Think I might just spike her drink like it's volley ball
She gone ask me for permission that's

Too Safe
Music by Max & Marena Whitcher, lyrics by Marena Whitcher

Their crumpled spines and crippled postures
Their heavy heads from looking down

Ons sit hier by die huis, ek soek iets om te doen
Ek bel toe vir ou Spike want hy het 'n nuwe bike
My sussie like hom kwaai maar sy sê hy is te taai

your eyes huh, yeah, I'll take you too the moon
And it's to hard to think of a time, when you were not here by my side
Clouded mind and my visions

and pines sticks on me down
I am cover by my arms
I will pull you in my spikes
You can't breathe and this alright
Next you feel like blood is gone
I will take

Sons must kill their fathers
The child must kill their dreams
No respect for daughters
Just pious slavery
By the flesh you offer
Grant you praise

the value
Little giants
Watch it spike

Mj he said see it further
Breaking bread by building signs
Ask ourselves where is mines
Gotta be a milli mind
DAS what

Oh shiii
Oh shiii

Yo
Murder to the mic I might get into fight
Rhymes so sharp my verse is just a spike
Spike like the new high of COVID cases

a male form, she's become as 
stiff as possible.
Wearing trim suits and spike heels, 
she says bust instead of  breast
somewhere underneath she 
misses

Land of the Severed Meatus

Cattle Decapitation

To Serve Man

2002

Decreate.

In the perineum and out the mouth
Quartered by wooden spikes
Absence of genitalia
Hidden by disgorged abdomen
Entrails spill upon the land

Slaying angels with demon furied eyes
Driven by meth and alcohol
Crucifixion my addiction, the spike drives hard
Bloodshed with every ritual

Slaying

sense
Driven by sheer fucking will and strength
I was born for this
And I'm in it for the
Adrenaline spike, taste of blood on my tongue
I Don't care if it

my own
They didn't want me to get in my zone
They didn't check all the shit I promote
Took everyone by surprise like a ghost
Still got the tommy with

Thinkin bout those birthday wishes sittin by myself
I feel like durk I hit they block with nun but a belt
Like what the fuck is they gone do I ask