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Inspectah Deck - 9th Chamber lyrics
featuring La the Darkman Dom Pachino Killah Sin Street Life <La the Darkman> Yeah Ins yo La the Darkman Hit them with the deathblow Yo yo I'm known to spit poems Throw dice and hold tomes Show ice puff bones Hit beats like Larry Holmes Through the valley of kings You catch the killer bee sting Trying to pick up You're fucking with the archbishop Defy me is like starting rap world war 3 You'd rather sell your key to NYPD My style is vicious I rap in a lab and break tensions My words wear jet black hoods looking suspicious <Dom Pachino> We are (Darkman) the trouble fire Ultra harmonizer/ track paralyzer ?Are Tazeena? real/ blood spill On the synthisizer Bwa turn it up a peak Make the speaker tweek/ Iron Shiek/ camel clutch'll be Rapper take your seat In fact, punch a clock/ it's my time to rock Dr. No microscop Engineered this thought that I present on this Comprehend/ while I fill you in/ with a bar of tin And clear the path for the god sin Do them in kid <Killah Sin> Yo I stay lurking Circling the premisis Start Killah Sin on the search for arch-nemesis Concoctin neuro-toxin out of synonym Send your physical in triple shock Crippled in the detox with no rememberance While I rocks the maximum shows with no minimum Capacity to pack the front row With flows naturally Killing them Swing on stage like jagged pendulums And blow like 30 schrapnel grenades with no pins in them <Streetlife> Why I risk it/ Killah Hills district We flip shit/ egotistic I hold ground with twin biscuits Put it up I lay it down My street sound surround Shaolin bound/ Flash flood watch you might drown Headliner/ move through the city like a sidewinder Island drifter, black vagina finder Lounging by the sea shore/ switch like bloody raw And slap hardcore dick your main ?width? bitch <Inspectah Deck> Toppsy of Bacardi Pina Low crawling through Medina Slumped in the seven seater/ dumpin heaters The bite MIC cause seizure Weak MC's take me to your leader We the true Source Moving off on a charted course My thoughts come across with a blinding force Killer bees plant seeds log on Or get knocked off like a pawn if you dare lock on <Inspectah Deck> You are now in the 9th Chamber Where the walls of reality Closing fast on the world of make believe And your fantasy is nothing more than a memory Now bear witness to the realness Show and improvement We live by the sword |
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