Duel of the Iron Mic

Duel of the Iron Mic 歌词

歌曲 Duel of the Iron Mic
歌手 GZA
专辑 Liquid Swords
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[00:00.00] 作词 : Diggs, Grice, Magidson, Wrubel
[00:00.30]
[00:02.95] Oh, mad one, we see your trap
[00:09.32] You can never escape your fate
[00:13.97] Submit with honor to a duel with my son
[00:23.04] I agree
[00:24.55]
[00:24.97] I see you're using an old style
[00:27.48] I wondered where you'd learned it from
[00:29.49] You know very well, it's yours too
[00:34.50] Heh, I had forgotten, will you show me?
[00:37.69] And what have you come for?
[00:41.03] You come here, since you're so interested - fight me
[00:47.88]
[00:53.21] Yo, picture bloodbaths and elevator shafts
[00:56.08] Like these murderous rhymes tight from genuine craft
[00:58.51] Check the print, it's where veterans spark the letterings
[01:01.30] Slow moving MCs is waiting for the editing
[01:03.84] The liquid soluble that made up the chemistry
[01:06.61] A gaseous element, that burned down your ministry
[01:09.48] Herbal vapors and biblical papers
[01:11.86] Smoking Exodus, every ****** yard is plush
[01:14.39] Fuck the screw-faced photo sessions, facial expression
[01:17.16] Leaves impressions, try to keep a shark nigga guessing
[01:19.85] Give crazy shouts Son here's the outcome
[01:22.46] Cut across the semi-gloss rhymes you floss
[01:25.02] Shit is outdated, just like neckloads of Sterlings
[01:27.66] Suede-fronts, bell-bottoms, and tri-colored Shearlings
[01:30.38] I ain't particular, I bang like vehicular homicides
[01:33.12] On July 4th in Bed-Stuy
[01:35.52] Where money don't grow on trees and there's thieving MC's
[01:39.29] Who cut-throat to rake leaves
[01:40.88] They can't breathe, blood splash, rushing fast
[01:43.70] Like running rivers, I be that whiskey in your liver
[01:46.47]
[01:47.15] Duel of the Iron Mic!
[01:48.87] It's the fifty-two fatal strikes!
[01:51.30]
[01:51.96] This is not a '85 affair made clear
[01:53.89] When the Gods get on to perform storms blew up
[01:56.87] Wu's up, causing the crowd to self-destruct
[01:59.56] Killer Beez are stinging while I reveal
[02:01.88] Science that's heavily guarded by the culprit
[02:04.73] Bombing your barracks with aerodynamic
[02:07.24] Swordplay, poison darts by the doorway
[02:09.88] Minds that's laced with explosive doses
[02:12.67] Damaging lyrical launcher
[02:14.81] Lunge at the youthful offender then injure
[02:17.29] Any contender, testing the murderous Master
[02:20.35] Could lead to disaster, dynamite thoughts
[02:23.15] Explode through your barrier, rips the retina
[02:25.81] Who can withstand the astonishing punishing
[02:28.34] Stings to the sternum, shocked in the Hip Hop livestock
[02:31.95] Seeking for a serum to cure em
[02:34.01]
[02:34.22] Adults kill for drugs plus the young bucks bust
[02:36.13] Ducking handcuffs, throats get cut when dough rush
[02:38.98] Out of town foes look shook but still pose
[02:41.41] We move like real pros through the streets we stroll
[02:44.25] Bullet holes lace the windows in one-six-oh
[02:46.63] So control the avenues that's the dream that's sold
[02:49.24] Building lobbies are graveyards for small-timers
[02:52.22] Bitches caught in airports, Ki's in they vaginas
[02:54.83] No peace, yo the police mad corrupt
[02:57.18] You get bagged up, depending if you're passing the cut
[02:59.87] Plus shorty's not a shorty no more, he's living heartless
[03:02.70] Regardless of the charges, claims to be the hardest
[03:05.20] Individual, critical thoughts, criminal minded
[03:07.45] Blinded by illusion, finding it confusing
[03:10.38]
[03:10.98] Duel of the Iron Mic!
[03:12.86] It's the fifty-two fatal strikes!
[03:15.68] Duel of the Iron Mic!
[03:17.95] It's the fifty-two fatal strikes!
[03:20.41]
[03:20.77] Huh, Master, he must be dreaming, heh
[03:21.22] Well, if he is dreaming then he must be asleep
[03:21.56] And if he's asleep, then I will wake him up!
[03:24.30]
[03:26.60] At the height of their fame and glory, they turned on one another
[03:32.53] Each struggling in vain for ultimate supremacy
[03:40.49] In the passion and depth of their struggle
[03:43.84] The very art that had raised them to such Olympian heights was lost
[03:48.72] Their techniques vanished
[00:00.00] zuo ci : Diggs, Grice, Magidson, Wrubel
[00:00.30]
[00:02.95] Oh, mad one, we see your trap
[00:09.32] You can never escape your fate
[00:13.97] Submit with honor to a duel with my son
[00:23.04] I agree
[00:24.55]
[00:24.97] I see you' re using an old style
[00:27.48] I wondered where you' d learned it from
[00:29.49] You know very well, it' s yours too
[00:34.50] Heh, I had forgotten, will you show me?
[00:37.69] And what have you come for?
[00:41.03] You come here, since you' re so interested fight me
[00:47.88]
[00:53.21] Yo, picture bloodbaths and elevator shafts
[00:56.08] Like these murderous rhymes tight from genuine craft
[00:58.51] Check the print, it' s where veterans spark the letterings
[01:01.30] Slow moving MCs is waiting for the editing
[01:03.84] The liquid soluble that made up the chemistry
[01:06.61] A gaseous element, that burned down your ministry
[01:09.48] Herbal vapors and biblical papers
[01:11.86] Smoking Exodus, every yard is plush
[01:14.39] Fuck the screwfaced photo sessions, facial expression
[01:17.16] Leaves impressions, try to keep a shark nigga guessing
[01:19.85] Give crazy shouts Son here' s the outcome
[01:22.46] Cut across the semigloss rhymes you floss
[01:25.02] Shit is outdated, just like neckloads of Sterlings
[01:27.66] Suedefronts, bellbottoms, and tricolored Shearlings
[01:30.38] I ain' t particular, I bang like vehicular homicides
[01:33.12] On July 4th in BedStuy
[01:35.52] Where money don' t grow on trees and there' s thieving MC' s
[01:39.29] Who cutthroat to rake leaves
[01:40.88] They can' t breathe, blood splash, rushing fast
[01:43.70] Like running rivers, I be that whiskey in your liver
[01:46.47]
[01:47.15] Duel of the Iron Mic!
[01:48.87] It' s the fiftytwo fatal strikes!
[01:51.30]
[01:51.96] This is not a ' 85 affair made clear
[01:53.89] When the Gods get on to perform storms blew up
[01:56.87] Wu' s up, causing the crowd to selfdestruct
[01:59.56] Killer Beez are stinging while I reveal
[02:01.88] Science that' s heavily guarded by the culprit
[02:04.73] Bombing your barracks with aerodynamic
[02:07.24] Swordplay, poison darts by the doorway
[02:09.88] Minds that' s laced with explosive doses
[02:12.67] Damaging lyrical launcher
[02:14.81] Lunge at the youthful offender then injure
[02:17.29] Any contender, testing the murderous Master
[02:20.35] Could lead to disaster, dynamite thoughts
[02:23.15] Explode through your barrier, rips the retina
[02:25.81] Who can withstand the astonishing punishing
[02:28.34] Stings to the sternum, shocked in the Hip Hop livestock
[02:31.95] Seeking for a serum to cure em
[02:34.01]
[02:34.22] Adults kill for drugs plus the young bucks bust
[02:36.13] Ducking handcuffs, throats get cut when dough rush
[02:38.98] Out of town foes look shook but still pose
[02:41.41] We move like real pros through the streets we stroll
[02:44.25] Bullet holes lace the windows in onesixoh
[02:46.63] So control the avenues that' s the dream that' s sold
[02:49.24] Building lobbies are graveyards for smalltimers
[02:52.22] Bitches caught in airports, Ki' s in they vaginas
[02:54.83] No peace, yo the police mad corrupt
[02:57.18] You get bagged up, depending if you' re passing the cut
[02:59.87] Plus shorty' s not a shorty no more, he' s living heartless
[03:02.70] Regardless of the charges, claims to be the hardest
[03:05.20] Individual, critical thoughts, criminal minded
[03:07.45] Blinded by illusion, finding it confusing
[03:10.38]
[03:10.98] Duel of the Iron Mic!
[03:12.86] It' s the fiftytwo fatal strikes!
[03:15.68] Duel of the Iron Mic!
[03:17.95] It' s the fiftytwo fatal strikes!
[03:20.41]
[03:20.77] Huh, Master, he must be dreaming, heh
[03:21.22] Well, if he is dreaming then he must be asleep
[03:21.56] And if he' s asleep, then I will wake him up!
[03:24.30]
[03:26.60] At the height of their fame and glory, they turned on one another
[03:32.53] Each struggling in vain for ultimate supremacy
[03:40.49] In the passion and depth of their struggle
[03:43.84] The very art that had raised them to such Olympian heights was lost
[03:48.72] Their techniques vanished
[00:00.00] zuò cí : Diggs, Grice, Magidson, Wrubel
[00:00.30]
[00:02.95] Oh, mad one, we see your trap
[00:09.32] You can never escape your fate
[00:13.97] Submit with honor to a duel with my son
[00:23.04] I agree
[00:24.55]
[00:24.97] I see you' re using an old style
[00:27.48] I wondered where you' d learned it from
[00:29.49] You know very well, it' s yours too
[00:34.50] Heh, I had forgotten, will you show me?
[00:37.69] And what have you come for?
[00:41.03] You come here, since you' re so interested fight me
[00:47.88]
[00:53.21] Yo, picture bloodbaths and elevator shafts
[00:56.08] Like these murderous rhymes tight from genuine craft
[00:58.51] Check the print, it' s where veterans spark the letterings
[01:01.30] Slow moving MCs is waiting for the editing
[01:03.84] The liquid soluble that made up the chemistry
[01:06.61] A gaseous element, that burned down your ministry
[01:09.48] Herbal vapors and biblical papers
[01:11.86] Smoking Exodus, every yard is plush
[01:14.39] Fuck the screwfaced photo sessions, facial expression
[01:17.16] Leaves impressions, try to keep a shark nigga guessing
[01:19.85] Give crazy shouts Son here' s the outcome
[01:22.46] Cut across the semigloss rhymes you floss
[01:25.02] Shit is outdated, just like neckloads of Sterlings
[01:27.66] Suedefronts, bellbottoms, and tricolored Shearlings
[01:30.38] I ain' t particular, I bang like vehicular homicides
[01:33.12] On July 4th in BedStuy
[01:35.52] Where money don' t grow on trees and there' s thieving MC' s
[01:39.29] Who cutthroat to rake leaves
[01:40.88] They can' t breathe, blood splash, rushing fast
[01:43.70] Like running rivers, I be that whiskey in your liver
[01:46.47]
[01:47.15] Duel of the Iron Mic!
[01:48.87] It' s the fiftytwo fatal strikes!
[01:51.30]
[01:51.96] This is not a ' 85 affair made clear
[01:53.89] When the Gods get on to perform storms blew up
[01:56.87] Wu' s up, causing the crowd to selfdestruct
[01:59.56] Killer Beez are stinging while I reveal
[02:01.88] Science that' s heavily guarded by the culprit
[02:04.73] Bombing your barracks with aerodynamic
[02:07.24] Swordplay, poison darts by the doorway
[02:09.88] Minds that' s laced with explosive doses
[02:12.67] Damaging lyrical launcher
[02:14.81] Lunge at the youthful offender then injure
[02:17.29] Any contender, testing the murderous Master
[02:20.35] Could lead to disaster, dynamite thoughts
[02:23.15] Explode through your barrier, rips the retina
[02:25.81] Who can withstand the astonishing punishing
[02:28.34] Stings to the sternum, shocked in the Hip Hop livestock
[02:31.95] Seeking for a serum to cure em
[02:34.01]
[02:34.22] Adults kill for drugs plus the young bucks bust
[02:36.13] Ducking handcuffs, throats get cut when dough rush
[02:38.98] Out of town foes look shook but still pose
[02:41.41] We move like real pros through the streets we stroll
[02:44.25] Bullet holes lace the windows in onesixoh
[02:46.63] So control the avenues that' s the dream that' s sold
[02:49.24] Building lobbies are graveyards for smalltimers
[02:52.22] Bitches caught in airports, Ki' s in they vaginas
[02:54.83] No peace, yo the police mad corrupt
[02:57.18] You get bagged up, depending if you' re passing the cut
[02:59.87] Plus shorty' s not a shorty no more, he' s living heartless
[03:02.70] Regardless of the charges, claims to be the hardest
[03:05.20] Individual, critical thoughts, criminal minded
[03:07.45] Blinded by illusion, finding it confusing
[03:10.38]
[03:10.98] Duel of the Iron Mic!
[03:12.86] It' s the fiftytwo fatal strikes!
[03:15.68] Duel of the Iron Mic!
[03:17.95] It' s the fiftytwo fatal strikes!
[03:20.41]
[03:20.77] Huh, Master, he must be dreaming, heh
[03:21.22] Well, if he is dreaming then he must be asleep
[03:21.56] And if he' s asleep, then I will wake him up!
[03:24.30]
[03:26.60] At the height of their fame and glory, they turned on one another
[03:32.53] Each struggling in vain for ultimate supremacy
[03:40.49] In the passion and depth of their struggle
[03:43.84] The very art that had raised them to such Olympian heights was lost
[03:48.72] Their techniques vanished
Duel of the Iron Mic 歌词
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