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Soundtrack Exclusives & Rarities


Genres: Hip-Hop
Total songs: 3
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Let Me At Them Lyrics - Soundtrack Exclusives & Rarities - Inspectah Deck

Yoyoyoyoyoyo! yo 

is the niggaz ready for this son? 

niggaz ain't ready for this ock 

one two whatcha wanna do (i'm gonna give it to em anyway though man) 

peep the inspectah deck (you know they ain't ready for it) 

lyrical threat 

representing wu tang 

slang ninety five 

hittin it live 

you know what time it is 

Blessed with the art rhymes that's sharp like a circular saw 

hit the floor like dorf, who wants the war 

then slide by my, lyrical driveby 

chops rush, making black hearts bust, plus knifes they got 

when they rush, built like construction tools 

crushing fools, in twos 

forced dude to blast you out your fuckin shoes 

a south swap with the bombs i drop 

plan a to terrorize you can't stop the plot 

execution of an amateur, who dared to challenge the 

clansman, holding a sword like excalibur 

truth is my shield, show and prove i reveal 

reality, a coldness the heart can feel 

livin life where caps peel, and crack deals from nine to five 

but i survived in these hard times i nearly died 

now i'm wanted by death i did escape 

now it's thrown on a tape with those who can relate 

still i wrap my face take a space in the staircase 

hits takin place, yo god, watch the jakes 

out of state court dates, chase me with the warrants 

for my insurance, switched names to michael lawrence 

the rebel, stomps through the slums i'm from 

coming through with nuff niggaz, and nuff guns to bust son 

so read the article, lyrical assassin with the arsenal 

potential witnesses are incapable 

of testifying, i won't be frying in the chair 

plus the case closed, i won't be ever shackled, and safe clothes 

i make foes, exasperates then, i make friends 

cause today's friends, show theyselves as snakes in the end 

and if you fit the trend then protect ya neck 

shaolin, ins, killa hill projects 

No one on this earth, can hold me 

no one on this earth, can fool me 

no one on this earth, can grip the mic 

like, i, do, nigga 

You ever, feel, that you can 

test me, you got to face the clan and 

never, return to the mic again 

there's no one in the world 

Let me at them! i blast off lyrics like a magnum 

forty-four caliber, bustin mad holes in my challenger 

tongue in your throat is swiss cheese 

the wild freestyler, wild like gene wilder 

wu-tang killa bee aimed at your brain 

with my stinger, it stun your mind, when i bring ya 

thirty-six chambers of anger, frustration 

for waiting, to let loose on the nation 

far from commercial no need for no rehearsal 

hit you from all angles then form a circle 

go against the grain within close range 

when i slam, like onyx, come get some, that's a promise 

i'll represent, here's the evidence 

science of mad murder plates i make sense 

my technique of speech is deep, like leviathan 

hittin up your block with rhymes, like a firing 

shooting for the platinum, then bring it back to 

the same place i got the gat from, let me at them! 

 

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