Wu-Tang Clan - Da Mystery Of Chessboxin' [Explicit]

RECORDED UNCUT
LYRICS
ay it’s the shaolin slums slugger
boy named caroline but still a slugger
a thug it out uppercutter motherfucker who don’t got time for slimy grimy hoes and whiny crying bros do yall wanna get popped in the fucking mouth or are yall gonna stop the fucking spouting of false lies i’ll hit you between the eyes so hard you get palsy im ballsy and strong so don’t call me out on a song i’ll rip every defect you have to shreds like a critic this shit therapeutic to me i said being psychoanalytic
always overthinking all the ways i could do something insane over here drinking myself to death and thinking and rapping until im outta breath boutta be tapping into my shaolin monk breath control and spent time in the Shaolin Slums in spirit in mind seen crimes id never thought id witness but when you’re on a shitlist or hitlist i guess you’ll add onto to the listless mortalities you mortal with abnormal abnormalities being redundant because it’s abundantly clear your being is in danger watch out for the stranger posing as a nurse coming in to check your hurst with his hand behind his back so he can smack ya and stab ya then stack ya slabs of bread to the roof and bled ya poof there ya go magic trick hocus pocus imagine this if ya focused how much better you could be but you wont every time i write i make a new magnus opus and hope this shit goes far but if i need assistance dont worry ill take a car to atlanta sippin fanta like designer designing rhymes and resigning from resigning myself to no label im boutta be greedy but not like able because i know im able to make money cream syrup no maple i want a flick based off an album called the american dream but i’m extreme like Malcolm X no comparison to king i bring pain and shit i stain it, the area, red with blood are you well read blud or have you read sum untrue sum that said you should go through with nothin sith idea ain’t it somethin you should stop stuntin and frontin and get to cookin and lookin alive and thrivin no jive no survival i want a motherfucking revival like easter hide ha keister im evil since me sister died no lie see i want wreaths or success all around me i reach for the fuckin best point sounding like i want it all i want the riches no bitches no digits no pigeons around me no smidgeons of hope false religions to cope to ya best hope you don’t get coke nose from bad copin because i’ll catch ya bloke cozy ass sad mopin i’m mad hopin to end it right here because i cause fright motherfuckin fear

SHAOLIN SLUMS SLUGGA

two and a half minutes of straight bars
LYRICS
i’ll break it down cuz im filthy like a worm i sound old school but i’m new n cooler cuz i learn when in sticky situations i keep the blicky waitin to induce saturation of lead content into anotha man stationed ten toes down im not sorry cry for ya mommy ya dead if ya don’t move continents commie like damn i’m a hunter no stunter i’ll stun ya and come fa ya chain ya ice make pain make do suffice look at my eyes and see them they bloodshot it’s because i’m high angry and upset with the way this world works i take a bloody shot at the cause these white collar clerk ceos set up for life gettin slain in cold blood covered with mud never allowed to bud because they wanna be buddy buddy but when this shit get muddy muddy they duck n take cover but i’m down for a mud fight bud yall alright i can do this all night cuz im filthy dirty like a worm underground im hurting these sickly bitches they can’t recover now i’m robbin em of their underserved riches because they gon go serve pigeons and cater while a while later they got their heads up their ass that’s their way of masterbatin i guess they exacerbatin the situation with a disaster waitin for these unprepared unaware dumbass bitches these super bold but soup gets cold when ya digits isn’t using a spoon and closed mouths don’t get fed your kinda loony but i’ll closeline ya fuckin head if you think you can compete know i’m a different breed like adonis creed i leave these bitches astonished ashamed like they got admonished goddamn i feel so fucking accomplished i should have a metal because the mettle these soyboys went through ain’t metal hard so don’t meddle in my business it’d be pointless cuz i got these boisterous boys stressed and im on point like west but im not enlisted in the military im just sittin scary on top ya roof like a gargoyle or hellcat listenin in to ya thoughts but i’ll shoot guardin my boys soil on land ill foil ill rattle n break ya plans and coil up like a loud rattlesnake man you best hide ya ass n ankles cuz ill bite em make em swell up n look like yo aunties kankles i will wrangle and strangle a strange stranger and bang him shoot him he not makin it he in dang danger relaxed hoopin but this shit’ll get to hurting i’ll break ya down like a damn surgeon but you won’t be rebuilt that’s for certain like the second temple i’ll take ya down when i hit ya in the fuckin temple make ya crown of ya head look like it got dimples don’t give a shit i’ll pop it like a pimple because i don’t like simple men like you with no penmanship and no benjamins it’s borderline sacrilege i order wine cuz i’m fabulous but i’m down to clown or to get down and down to shake the earth to its core for sure cuz im filthy dirty like a worm underground of the earth variety im tipsy but hurting ya kill confirm underground the earth now have anxiety yet or do i not describe how im a grim reaper well enough how im prim and proper but yell that i dont yap or dap up if they ain’t my bros they hoes and they neva go befo my family yo

JudgemenT Day

ay if anyone dished out and bitched out on pain it’s me
i felt the rain like ye and say things that bring down others
sorry mother guess im a monster on xanax
smokin it out toilet paper inhalin anthrax 
tokin clouds imma make her feel like i failed
and bailed out on life took the easy way out out of spite but im about that and about to prove her otherwise i move different from these other guys they get smothered and pampered mothered like they got cancer in hospice they needa hop off this bullshit thought belief my grief is far greater i induced suffering on bars i was a hater not into truces but mustering enough power to scour a sour look at these wanna have power by the hour but they just a rook and im a queen you playin checkers with feins imma wrecker on the scene honest to god im evil you suck up to people duck under a steeple of a church because you afraid of getting fuckin hurt it must suck to be a virg to life but i’m a surg i’ll cut you with a knife and make sure that every night you reminisce on my avarice im pissed and imminent danger to you in a stranger sure but dude do you understand imma put you six feet under 
man nah fuck that 
i’ll just dump ya body in a lake after i jump you and take all ya riches im angry a beast on drugs and such you snitches yellin uncle im angry tryna feast on you bunch of buds like weed imma fein to kill on pills im evil run for the hills or scream and trill ya voice while i make ya bitch cream on this dick ha choice was to go with me not you cuz i’m different and you can’t compare because ya hairdo look impaired dude ya tryna be a fair dude rhetoric isn’t gonna work for shit so get out or get hit mothafucka i’m familiar with game pain and such you unfamiliar with the same things not much of a thug are ya you just a sucker arentcha i don’t even gotta rap this shit speak this shit or scream this shit you crap at this shit tweak ya shit or leave this shit behind your shits a jive you joke ass broke ass folk mothafucka

SUFFERREE PROD. LIJAH.

LYRICS
i might have had a sad upbringing 
but im not mad im singing
about my pain my sutures
the rain i felt my fuckin future
my lyrics keep on hurtin 
with my precision incisions
like a surgeon i’ll close the curtains
that’s for fuckin certain
aha
mothafucka
i don’t give a shit these suckas
been suckin since the day they was born
these brothas bitches, cucks or
has been cucked wanna bes who’re torn
between some dumb dumb but numb ideas they’ll succumb while suckin they thumb they actin like babies packin roided rabies smackin white ladies and stackin voided paper mercedez up yeah them strikers im a striker like mcgregor im great you a beggar
but you’re late to see the statues surrounding me you’ll have a date it be with death around for free g b let’s get it like one two three four you a mothafuckin whore five six seven eight jive bitch go masturbate to nine ten eleven twelve year olds that’s mad grime even for you that’s bold kill yaself pedophile rockin a petty smile you needs to be incarcerated it’s a farse you say hatin i’m gay meanin happy and relatin to leanin feinin screamin hellhound like brethren you relatin to greedy weedy meaty but brick stupid bred men i’m a poet and i been known it since eighth grade sippin lemonade writin on my old journal now im borderline with labels nocturnal from my grind unable to stop until i hit the tip top and the haters lips locked like the shit stopped being talked and the bitch bought a cocked gun so imma stun em cuz 
him her they them catch these hands he she xe ze patch yo pants when these bullets come bum ya mullet gon come straight off like i ate off ya fuckin head it’s red bleedin i’m feinin for more you screamin for sure about uncle im done tap out i aint dumb rat now yo ass finna get exterminated and terminated from your job cuz i heard you hate jah and we can’t have no non believers around here no non receivers of this knowledge can lounge here pick ya jaw up off the ground im not done yet im sick ya maw know too im unsound im not dumb im on one im insane my brain has pain you sayin its normal to me its a plague it is abnormal fuck ya vague stated craigslist sellin mistake of a child wanna be wild but really mild i smile because the similes i say are like mike tyson hard ill vacuum ya life away like a dyson en garde im on guard on god and ready to end ya bend ya spine backwards grime towards these undeserving unlearning hoes who ain’t been through the throes like me at the finish line screaming nike

PLAGUE PROD. ZACH SUTTON

on the ledge prod. TheTheorist

LYRICS, PRODUCTION, MIXING, & MASTERING BY NEWPORT P

everything about them was so fucking amazing i can’t overstate it
everything she he whatever did my past is ass, shit and yall can’t relate to it
i’m tryna be on the greatest stages with the greatest mages on the mic spittin heat hittin hard like mike tyson on a beatdown yell so loud yall can barely hear this beat now 
hell surrounds all around me 
hell sirens firin sounding like
hellhounds screaming and
hell bound feining pigeons in a line
yell all you want it don’t matter cunt
yell yall can front but when i punt ya ass don’t 
yell scream cry just take it and die don’t 
yell or yelp for help or tell cause i’ll ring the bell and bring real heal to ya front door whore mothafucka i want more you’re tapping out i’m rapping bout ya wack ass wanna pack us but ya ass cant understand my pain my relationship failures the rain i feel my situationship hail your shawty on a pedestal just for her to go to some petty fool keep a shotty on my top door for these bops whores and thots you’re still
not getting it everything about her was amazing everything about her made me go crazy
every time i seen her my mind gone hazy
every time i fein now know it’s for her not for no hoe 

baby 
come back 
please
i fein
for you
i wanna stack
bread
to our heads
until we dead
but you not down with that
you don’t wanna be around for that
you ain’t like the sound of that
or you just not down with commitment 
just admit it make the process easier
say you lost feelings when i thought
there was no ceiling it’s not easy or
light to accept ya best off without me
since there no spark no more
be harsh be a whore
go off for more
better dudes
like my homeboy
marcos would say
i’m real rude
bout this shit cuz i don’t toy
around with relationships
i don’t treat these shits
like one time situationships
get back in or jump ship
whenever you want
we never bumped hips
never sucked ya tits
but i played with ya lips
and made ya hips 
move groove
to the music
don’t confuse or
lose it
that spark
that feeling
babe
remove this ceiling

let’s get back together
forever
i said this so many times
and it never works out
guess i’m a jive
even if i work out
i never retain the fine
shawtys they twerk now
for views and shit 
i’m confused as shit
yall needa be banned canned
sent to prison
catch malaria from a carrier
of it this my ism
is alcoholism and addiction
and backin yall with the tism type edition
because i don’t care who you are
where ya from i love you for who ya are
the way i are i wanna fuck but care
for you at the same time bear with me
a little longer this ain’t no light song or
if it were i wouldn’t be begging
for you back but it never seems to work
guess i’m wack guess i needa stack
my own bread my own paper
fuck head i need a money maker
and this rap shit what i’m investin in
after this wrapped up relationship i’m divestin in
all my energy to make synergy in beats bring heat to the streets and such but not drugs or cops or hugs from thots and no thugs or bops basically i’m saying no playing around stay with me now or leave that alright i’ll just grieve now and stayin feinin for you screamin for you writing on my walls and punching them in you have so much fucking gall punching in my stomach with those words i read over and over and back and back im over it it’s over shit guess i’ll go back to xanax and inhalin anthrax from ethanol fumes and huffin gas fumes too cuz fuck you and fuck you and fuck you too you three ruined my life everything about them ruined me with strife
everything about them ruined me down to my stride
everything about them ruined me fuck my fucking life

Everything About Them

LYRICS by Newport P
made this one while going through it so i gave it my all

Rick Ross Prod. JXTHRO

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