4th Chamber lyrics

Artist  : Genius-gza 
Song : 4th Chamber



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														   Intro: (LP version only)

 

 Choose the sword, and you will join me

 Choose the ball, and you join your mother... in
death

 You don't understand my words, but you must
choose

 *baby gurgling*

 So... come boy, choose life or death

 

 Verse One: Ghostface Killah

 

 The only man I hold wake for

 Is the sky-blue Bally kid, in eighty-three,
rocked Taylor's

 My Memorex performed tape decks, my own phone
sex

 Watch out for Haiti bitches, I heard they throw
hex

 Yo, Wu whole platoon is filled with rac-coons

 Corner sittin wine niggaz sippin Apple Boone,
this ain't no white cartoon

 Cuz I be duckin crazy spades

 The kid hold white shit, like blacks rock ashy
legs

 Why is the sky blue? Why is water wet?

 Why did Judas rat to Romans while Jesus slept?
Stand up

 You're out of luck like two dogs stuck

 Iron Man be sippin rum, out of Stanley Cups,
unflammable

 Noriega, aimin knives which stay windy in
Chicago

 spine-tingle, mind boggles

 Kangols in rainbow colors, promoters try to hold
dough

 Give me mine before Po, wrap you up in
so-and-so

 I ran the Dark Ages, Constantine and great Henry
the Eighth

 Built with Ghengis Khan, the wreck suede wiley
Don

 

 Verse Two: Killah Priest

 

 I judge wisely, as if nothin ever surprise me

 Loungin, between two pillars of ivory

 I'm lively, my dome piece, is like buildin
stones in Greece

 my poems are deep from ancient thrones I
speak

 I'm overwhelmed, as my mind, roams the realm

 My eye's the vision, memory is the film

 Others act sub-tile, but they fragile above
clouds

 They act wild and couldn't budge a crowd

 No matter how loud they get, though they growl
and spit

 Clutch they fists, and throw up signs like a
Crip

 And throw all types of fits

 I leave em split, like ass cheeks and ragged
pussy lips

 

 Verse Three: The RZA

 

 Aiyyo, camoflouge chameleon, ninjas scalin your
buildin

 No time to grab the gun they already got your
wife and children

 A hit was sent, from the President, to rage your
residence

 Because you had secret evidence, and
documents

 On how they raped the continents, and it's the
prominent

 dominant Islamic, Asiatic black hebrew

 The year two thousand and two, the battle's
filled with the Wu

 Six million devils just died from the Bubonic
Flu

 Or the Ebola Virus, under the reign of King
Cyrus

 You can see the weakness of a man right through
his iris

 Un-loyal snakes get thrown in boilin lakes

 of hot oil, it boils your skin, chickenheads
gettin slim

 like Olive Oyl, only plant the seed deep inside
fertile soil

 Fortified with essential, vitamin and mineral

 use the sky for a blanket, stuffin clouds inside
my pillow

 Rollin with the Lands, the tribe's a hundred and
forty four thousand chosen

 Protons Electrons Always Cause Explosions

 

 Verse Four: The Genius/GZA (Maximillion)

 

 The banks of G, all CREAM downs a vet

 Money feed good, opposites off the set

 It ain't hard to see, my seeds need
God-degree

 I got mouths to feed, unnecessary beef is more
cows to breed

 I'm on some tax free shit by any means

 Whether bound to hit scheme or some counterfeit
CREAM

 I learned much from such with cons who run
scams

 Veterans got the game spiced like hams

 And from that, sons are born and guns are
drawn

 Clips are fully loaded, and then blood floods
the lawn

 Disciplinary action was a fraction of
strength

 that made me truncate the limp on temp

 with the stump, treat his hips like air pumps

 RZA shaped the track, niggaz caught razor
bumps

 Scarred tryin to figure who invented

 this unprecented, opium-scented, dark-tinted

 Now watch me blow him out his shoes without
clues

 Cuz I won't hesitate to detonate, I'm short
fuse