R.E.C. Room
Inspectah Deck
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Killa Killa Hill Killa Hill Killa Killa Hill Killa Hill Killa Killa Hill, 10304 style kid All my DNV recpostry niggas You out there? Is you out there? [Verse 1:] I throw your brain in the cobra clutch Behold the rush attach and display If you can get close enough Cold Crush like the 4, sting of anaconda Fierce darts that'll pierce through solid armor Lounge in the parish wid Blue and Cappadonna Spiderman, identity be the sparker Crowd pleaser renders you off the meter Verbal street sweeper buck shots through the speaker Pleasure seekers fifty thou in the stands Two fans hit it hot like Jamaica stand Tumble land wide like an eagle wing span Trans Am stabbing the track wit' both hands Not a lost soul who fought for food gold I shine like a diamond in the true state of cold To hot to handle to cold to hold Rap play the role doc I might lose control Hold the throne in my iron palm One hand hold the firearm, on a mission I slice long Strike calm through the fire like Chaka Khan World wide on the web without the dot com Killa Bees live in the place to be Burn 3rd degree on the m-I-see So deadly cones a catastrophe And this is the way we crack the party Say Rec, rec, rec, rec, rec, rec, rec Rec, rec, rec, rec, rec, rec, rec Rec, rec, rec [Verse 2:] Killa Bee swarming protect your neck Calls the warning so proceed with caution I walk wid my swordmen we all in together Wu-Tang Forever gon' win from Puerto Rico Cross the caves of Berlin Echo in the cell blocks of federal pens It be the WU-TANG, you came and went Enough to gain mentally and physically bent What I invent sharpened barb wire fence I represent sure to make a grand entrance Wid the deadly enter contents under pressure Inspector put you rep in the sector Feather weight contenders surrender T.K.O First round knockout bets to big spenders Dirty on the mic like Marco Polo Internal bleeding occurs to your phono Thoughts brought forth as wild as up north It's a bloodsport get rushed for tough talk But I hold my ground like it's high noon Lock release tapes surround the mic room I jump on the live tune provide the boom Foes we consume become fake in the fumes Killa Bees live in the place to be Burn 3rd degree on the m-I-see So deadly cones a catastrophe And this is the way we crack the party Rec, rec, rec, rec, rec, rec Rec, rec,
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Written by: Jason Hunter, Robert F. Diggs
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