歌词
The technique, depends mainly
On arm and finger strength
Once you've that, then the next step
Is to learn how to pierce stone
Well, you might as well start practicing now
Do you-do you-do you, do you know, mantis legends?
How it was it all started?
It was fighting off this blackbird
Although it was only a tenth of the bird's size
It was a very valiant insect
And that's why the technique, needs a brave man
And a strong one, who isn't afraid of birds
Welcome back to the temple of hip-hop and
Sword Kem'po
Lyrical rhyme nympho,
B-boy Bob
DigitalDiamond crystal ring solid gold bone rituals
We be the humble most calmest individuals
Hard to spot microdots, we
SasquatchStomp
MC's, third eye
Cyclops laser beam shots
Being fired once the father get raised up
We John Blaze up, abrasive heat, from the phaser gun
Never left for a stun
Dunn, Atilla the
HunType Killa
Park Hilla, eighteen wheeler
Mack'sIn the truck lanes, from the rugged grains
Of Shaolin soil, the red wolves be prowlin'
Howlin' over the shit that got the whole world bowin'
We spoiled, one thousand swordsmen
One thousand recordings, one thousand
Wu stores and
One thousand rap tours and global insurance
Not your everyday occurrence
My rhyme torments
MC's with the fear of
GodYou'll be cursed like
FaradAnd struck by the iron rod
Hell's Wind
Staff, the wrath of
Black Titans
Niggaz battlin', sword swingin'
Cutthroat women, whirlwind given save the children
Escape the poverty for live and, let live
Die by the mic, shadow skill by night
Hell's Wind
Staff, the wrath of
Black Titans
Niggaz battlin', sword swingin'
Cutthroat women, whirlwind given save the children
Escape the poverty for live and, let live
Die by the mic, shadow skill by night
Man-Mantis style isn't easy to learn
A mantis is small, but powerful
With it's arms, it can lift up
Many times it's own weight
On behalf of the
Wu-Tang Clan
I'll display the
Hong KongShaolin
King Kong poems slaps niggaz in half from
Kwan'tanTen tigers scratch like
Allah math, the
Hell's Wind
StaffWatch the eight diagram strike the diaphragm
Pierced lung minute from tongue double-edged sound the drum
Here I come as predicted, holdin' the raw seal, all heads kneel7th
Degree black mic skill is ill, listen to the guns holler
Swallow the shell,
East New York terrorist
Break fool to this, madness, crazy low-hand, grabs the mic stand
Smooth as water,
Spat Seven
Seas you've not yet mastered
Breathe and lungs wheeze,
Earth kills
I'm wreckin'
MC's, blood spills, meadow is round
The piercin' sound of silence deafens ears, fires fears
Wood sharp eagle claw tears, tree from bark
Hard to maintain control when you leakin'
I stand with the strength of
Jobe and hold pressure that'll bust your head
While I'm teachin' civilization, one havin' knowledge
Wisdom understanding, culture refinement
Knowledge savage in pursuit of happiness
Thunderous mantis, all chant this
专辑信息
1.Intro - intro
2.B.O.B.B.Y.
3.Unspoken Word
4.Slow Grind African
5.Airwaves
6.Love Jones
7.N.Y.C. Everything
8.Mantis
9.Slow Grind French
10.Holocaust (Silkworm)
11.Terrorist
12.Bobby Did It (Spanish Fly)
13.Handwriting on the Wall
14.Kiss of a Black Widow
15.Slow Grind Italian
16.My Lovin' Is Digi
17.Domestic Violence
18.Project Talk
19.Lab Drunk
20.Fuck What You Think
21.Daily Routine