"The game of chess is like a swordfight. You must think first before you move.. Toad style is immensely strong and immune to nearly any weapon. When it's properly used it's almost invincible.". Verse One: U-God. Raw imma give it to ya with no trivia. raw like cocaine straight from Bolivia. my hip hop will rock and shock the nation. like the Emancipation Proclamation. Weak MC's approach with slang that's dead. you might as well run into the wall and bang your head. I'm pushin' force my force your doubtin'. I'm makin' devils cower to the Caucus Mountains. Verse Two: Inspector Deck. Well I'm a sire I set the microphone on fire. rap styles vary and carry like Mariah. I come from the shaolin slum and the isle I'm from. is comin through with nuff niggaz and nuff guns. so if you wanna come sweatin stressin contesting. you'll catch a sharp sword to the midsection. don't talk the talk if you can't walk the walk. phony niggaz are outlined in chalk. a man vexed is what the projects made me. rebel to the grain there's no way to barricade me. steamrollin niggas with the eighteen wheeler. with the drunk driver drivin there's no survivin. Verse Three: Raekwon the Chef. Ruff like Timberland wear yeah. me and the Clan and yo the Landcruisers out there. peace to all the crooks all the niggaz with bad looks. bald heads braids blow this hook. we got chrome teks nickel plated macs. black axe drug dealin'styles in phat stacks. I only been a good nigga for a minute though. cuz I got to get my props and win it yo. I got beef wit commercial-ass niggas with gold teeth. lampin in a Lexus eatin beef. straight up and down don't even bother. I got fourty niggaz up in here now who kill niggaz fathers. Chorus: Method Man. My peoples are you with me where you at?. In the front in the back killa-bees on attack. my peoples are you with me where you at?. Smokin meth hittin caps on the block with the gats. Verse Four: Ol Dirty Bastard. Here I go deep type flow. Jacque Cousteau could never get this low..I'm. Cherry bombin' shits...BOOM. just warmin up a little bit vroom vroom. rappinin is what's happenin. keep the pockets stacked and then hands clappin n' and. at the party when I move my body. gotta get up and be somebody. grab the microphone put strength to the bone. DUH-DUH-DUH...enter the Wu-Tang zone. sure enough when I rock that stuff. huff puff?? I'm gonna catch your bluff tuff. rough kickin rhymes like Jim Kelly. or Alex Haley im a Mi-..Beetle Bailey rhymes. comin raw style hardcore. niggas be comin to the hip-hop store. comin to buy grocery from me. tryin to be a hip-hop MC. the law in order to enter the Wu-Tang. you must bring the Ol Dirty Bastard type slang. represent the Gza Abbot RZA Shaquan Inspecta Deck. dirty hoe gettin low wit his flow. introducin' the Ghostface Killer. no one could get illa. Chorus. Verse Five: Ghost Face Killer. Speakin of the devil psych no it's the God get the shit right. mega trife and yo I killed you in a past life. on the mic while you was kickin that fast shit. you renegged tried again and got blasted. half mastered ass style mad ruff task. when I struck I had on Tims and a black mask. Remember that shit? I know you don't remember jack. That night yo I wuz hittin like a spiked bat. and then you thought I was bugged out and crazy. strapped for nonsense after me became lazy. yo nobody budge while I shot slugs. Never shot thugs I'm runnin with thugs that flood mugs. so grab your eight plus one start flippin and trippin. niggas is jettin I'm lickin off son. (Wu Tang Wu Tang Wu Tang Wu Tang!!!). Verse Six: Master Killer. Homicide's illegal and death is the penalty. What justifies the homicide when he dies?. In his own iniquity it's the. Master of the Mantis Rapture comin at cha. we have an APB on an MC Killer. look like the work of a Master. evidence indicates that's it's stature. merciless like a terrorist hard to capture. the flow changes like a chameleon. plays like a friend and stabs you like a dagger. this technique attacks the immune system. the styles like alive paralyzin the victim. you scream as it enters your bloodstream. erupts your brain from the pain these thoughts contain. movin on a nigga with the speed of a centipede. and injure any motha fuckin' contender.. Chorus.