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genius - shadowboxin' lyrics

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(special technique)
f-ck that
(special technique of shadowboxin’)
god d-mn

(the gza, god d-mn)
(the gza, god d-mn)
pledge allegiance to the hip-hop
(method, god d-mn)
i pledge allegiance to the hip-hop

(maximilli-on, maximilli-on)
(uh, yeah, ahh, uh)
johnny blaze
i pledge allegiance to the hip-hop
(johnny blaze)
maximilli-on, maximilli-on

i breaks it down to the bone gristle
ill speaking scud missile heat seeking
johnny blazing, nightmares like wes craven
n-gg-z gunnin’, my third eye seen it comin’
before it happen
you know about them f-cking staten
kids they smashin’

everything huh, in any shape form or fashion
now everybody talking bout they blastin’, hmm
is you bustin’ steel or is you flashin’? hmm
talkin’ out your -sshole
you shoulda learnt about the flow and peasy afro

ticallion stallion, ch-nky eye and snot nosed
from my naps to the bunion on my big toe
i keeps it movin’, know just what the f-ck i’m doin’
rap insomniac, fiend to catch a n-gg- snoozin’

slip the cardiac arrest me, exorcist hip-hop possess me
crunch a n-gg- like a nestle, you know my st–z
burning to the third degree, sneaky -ss alley cat top pedigree
the head toucher, industry party b-m rusher
you don’t like it d-ck up in ya f-ck ya

(allow me to demonstrate)
that’s right, you corny–ss
(the skill of shaolin)
rap motherf-ckers
(the special technique)
better go back and check
(of shadowboxing)
your f-ckin’ stacks
(shadowboxin’)
’cause your naps ain’t nappy enough
and your reefs ain’t rugged enough

i slayed mc’s back in the rec room era
my style broke motherf-ckin’ backs like ken patera
most rap n-gg-z came loud but unheard
once i pulled out, round em off to the nearest third

check these non visual n-gg-z, with tapes and a portrait
flood the seminar, tryin’ to orbit this corporate
industry, but what them n-gg-z can’t see
must break through like the wu, unexpectedly

protect ya neck, my sword still remain imperial
before i blast the mic, rza scratch off the serial
we reign all year round from june to june
while n-gg-z bite immediately if not soon

set the lynchin’, and form the execution date
as this two thousand beyond slang suffocate
amplify sample through vacc-m tubes compressions
’cause rza, to charge n-gg-z twenty g’s a session

when my mind start to clickin’, and the strategy
is mastered the plot thickens, this be that wu sh-t
i don’t give a cotton-pickin’, f-ck
about a brother tryin’ to size a n-gg- up, i hold my own

hard-hat protect your dome
look at mama baby boy actin’ like he grown
no time for sleep, i gets deep as a baritone
killa bee, that be holdin’ down his honeycomb, loungin’ son

wu brother number one, protect your neck
flying guillotines here they come, bl–dy b-st-rds
hard times and killer tactics, spittin’ words plus
semi-automatic slurs, peep the graphic

novel from the genie bottle, hit the clutch
shift the gear now, full throttle, time to bungee
to the next episode, i keeps it grungy
hand on my nut sack and spittin’ lung-ghies

at a wack n-gg- dat, don’t understand the fact
when it come to rza tra-cks i don’t know how to act
real rap from the stat, killa hill projects
how to be exact, break it down, all and together now
things are getting good looking better now

(allow me to demonstrate the skill of shaolin)
(sha-shadowboxin’, the special technique of shadowboxin’)
(shadowboxin’)
(allow me to demonstrate)

- genius lyrics

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