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Gza - Shadowboxin' lyrics
Special technique, fuck that
 Special technique of shadowboxing
 (God damn)
 The GZA, ah, god damn
 The GZA, ah, god damn
 (Pledge allegiance to the hip-hop)
 Method, god damn
 (I pledge allegiance to the hip-hop)
 Maximillion, Maximillion
 (I pledge allegiance to the hip-hop)
 Johnny Blaze, Johnny Blaze, Johnny Blaze
 (I pledge allegiance to the hip-hop)
 Maximillion, Maximillion, Maximillion
 (Shadowboxing)
 I breaks it down to the bone gristle
 Ill speaking Scud missile heat seeking
 Johnny blazing, nightmares like Wes Craven
 Niggaz gunnin', my third eye seen it coming
 Before it happen
 You know about them fucking Staten
 Kids they smashin' everything, huh
 In any shape, form or fashion
 Now everybody talking 'bout this laughin', hmmm
 Is you bustin' steel or is you flashin'? Hmmm
 Talkin' out your asshole
 You shoulda learnt about the flow and peasy afro
 Ticallion stallion, chinky eye and snot nosed
 From my naps to the bunion on my big toe
 I keeps it movin', know just what the fuck I'm doin'
 Rap insomniac, fiend to catch a nigga snoozing
 Slip the cardiac arrest me, exorcist hip-hop posses me
 Crunch a nigga like a Nestle, you know my steez
 Burning to the third degree, sneaky ass, alley cat top pedigree
 The head toucher, industry party bum rusher
 You don't like it dick up in ya, fuck ya
 Allow me to demonstrate the skill of Shaolin
 (That's right, you corny-ass rap motherfuckers)
 The special technique of shadowboxing
 (Better go back and check your fuckin' stacks)
 Shadowboxing
 (Because your naps ain't nappy enough)
 (And your reefs ain't rugged enough, bitch)Gza - Shadowboxin' - http://motolyrics.com/gza/shadowboxin-lyrics.html
 Shadowboxing
 I slayed MC's back in the rec room era
 My style broke motherfuckin' backs like Ken Patera
 Most rap niggaz came loud but unheard
 Once I pulled out, round 'em off to the nearest third
 Check these non visual niggaz, with tapes and a portrait
 Flood the seminar, tryin' to orbit this corporate industry
 But what them niggaz can't see must break through like the Wu
 Unexpectedly Protect Ya Neck, my sword stills remains imperial
 'Fore I blast the mic, RZA scratch off the serial
 We reign all year round from June to June
 While niggaz bite immediately if not soon
 Set the lynchin', and form the execution date
 As this two thousand beyond slang suffocate
 Amplify sample through vacuum tubes compressions
 'Cause RZA to charge niggaz twenty G's a session
 When my mind start to clickin' and the strategy is mastered
 The plot thickens, this be that Wu shit
 I don't give a cotton-pickin' fuck
 About a brother tryin' to size a nigga 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, bloody bastards
 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 nutsac, and spittin' lung-ghies
 At a wack, nigga dat, don't understand the fact
 When it come to RZA tracks 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-shadowboxing
 (The special technique of shadowboxing)
 Shadowboxing









