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[Kung Fu sample]I must tell you that the Clan is a danger to the publicbut still for many men just to hear of the namefills them with hate and loathing But why? They've never harmed anyoneI'm afraid they did*beat drops*In the past there's something that they would like to forgiveFirst, I'll tell you about their style, planned techniquesThe main style "Shaolin Finger Jab!"[RZA (Method Man)]Yo..*sounds of fighting*(Uh-huh)[Kung Fu Sample]We are watchin your whole group You been busy hereAround the clock, all we need is your orders to move Met a lot of crosses last night Young and old! You been busy here I respect that![Method Man (Raekwon)]Yeah, (Eh yo), yeahChamber Music fuckin the party up-in (Yo)Come on! You know what it is(Thou must part seis all the time, kids)(Eh yo, eh yo, eh yo) We're back![Raekwon]Peep The Jump Off, ain't nothin sweet, get dumped offFrontin like you won't get deaded and bumped offDrastic son, master guns that'll run up in plastic onesand then go, crash in the slumsOne tight army, Few Good Men that'll repInvade your strongarm', Prince of Wales swimmin on feetProps in sales, all yellow L's, cops sleepin on nailsNiggaz get realer than real, yoFlash the brown, last time was crownedAll navy Woolridge, Wu kicks, movin them pounds, yoLast on niggaz, great adventures of my niggazand cast out pictures, sendin a rash out the kitchensLike the wind, invite the grin, watch niggaz rewrite the trendWu niggaz did it again, yoUnhighly, octane, die cast metal frameLame, let another man heat handle beef[Chorus: Method Man]Chamber Music fuckin the party up-inChamber Music fuckin the party up-in[GZA]Yo, spark the intro, relevant infoLoad up the keyboard, 105 tempoMost heated battles, I blasted MC'sSome said that the bullets flew by like angry beesWho entered on the level with weather, wait and listenWhen one flash metal, eight calculate positionsThe world snap once we combine our rapDrastic Measures, priceless treasures on Nap'Our sword swing, windchill mount' are'(a)Eight equipped standin on a tall glass ferrySnares and kicks, off the project bricksIt's no act, a producer play the role with drumpsticksThe warnin came unnoticed, it's like the shot at the doctorThe Vega to slay Otis, the nine LotusEach one adjust to his own environmentFormulate this great LP, 100 Rounds spentNiggaz bent on a fruitless search for nourishmentThey long for this proper guidance, encouragement[Chorus 2X][Method Man]It be The Lost Tribe, 7 Days locked in the dungeonFoamin at the mouth, mad dog in this productionThe Uncontrolled Substance got me spittin up nuff bars, disgustinThe last temptation of the son of David RuffinHold my mic sideways when bustinOn Judgement Day runnin thru Hell, yellin and cussinat MC's in my circumfrance, y'all niggaz hand-cuffinthese hoes and ain't read them they rights or nothinKeep lustin, yea, and I'ma a keep hustlinwith Chamber Music fuckin the party up-inYou know me, everytime you kiss that hoe you blow meYou blow trial trin to walk a mile in my circoni'[Chorus 2X][Masta Killa (Method Man)](AHHHHH!!!!)We just touched down, Wu shuttle, private jetStepped off the plane, the world weptRoll with the Witty UnpredictableTalent All Natural, rock with the bangles of hip-hopMathematical imperial manifestation of greatnessMake wizes scream and shout at the top of their breath essenceCaptured on tape is precious, bless mic pure defnessAwaken from you sleep mistakeWhen the God bring rain, hail, snow to the earthquake! *echoes*[Chorus 2X][Kung Fu sample]You've been busy Are you mastered?{*Repeat 3x*}You've been busy here..more free lyrics