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featuring Ghostface Killah, Killah Priest, RZA 

Intro: (LP version only) 

Choose the sword, and you will join me 
Choose the ball, and you join your mother... in death 
You don't understand my words, but you must choose 
*baby gurgling* 
So... come boy, choose life or death 

Verse One: Ghostface Killah 

The only man I hold wake for 
Is the sky-blue Bally kid, in eighty-three, rocked Taylor's 
My Memorex performed tape decks, my own phone sex 
Watch out for Haiti bitches, I heard they throw hex 
Yo, Wu whole platoon is filled with rac-coons 
Corner sittin wine niggaz sippin Apple Boone, this ain't no white cartoon 
Cuz I be duckin crazy spades 
The kid hold white shit, like blacks rock ashy legs 
Why is the sky blue? Why is water wet? 
Why did Judas rat to Romans while Jesus slept? Stand up 
You're out of luck like two dogs stuck 
Iron Man be sippin rum, out of Stanley Cups, unflammable 
Noriega, aimin knives which stay windy in Chicago 
spine-tingle, mind boggles 
Kangols in rainbow colors, promoters try to hold dough 
Give me mine before Po, wrap you up in so-and-so 
I ran the Dark Ages, Constantine and great Henry the Eighth 
Built with Ghengis Khan, the wreck suede wiley Don 

Verse Two: Killah Priest 

I judge wisely, as if nothin ever surprise me 
Loungin, between two pillars of ivory 
I'm lively, my dome piece, is like buildin stones in Greece 
my poems are deep from ancient thrones I speak 
I'm overwhelmed, as my mind, roams the realm 
My eye's the vision, memory is the film 
Others act sub-tile, but they fragile above clouds 
They act wild and couldn't budge a crowd 
No matter how loud they get, though they growl and spit 
Clutch they fists, and throw up signs like a Crip 
And throw all types of fits 
I leave em split, like ass cheeks and ragged pussy lips 

Verse Three: The RZA 

Aiyyo, camoflouge chameleon, ninjas scalin your buildin 
No time to grab the gun they already got your wife and children 
A hit was sent, from the President, to rage your residence 
Because you had secret evidence, and documents 
On how they raped the continents, and it's the prominent 
dominant Islamic, Asiatic black hebrew 
The year two thousand and two, the battle's filled with the Wu 
Six million devils just died from the Bubonic Flu 
Or the Ebola Virus, under the reign of King Cyrus 
You can see the weakness of a man right through his iris 
Un-loyal snakes get thrown in boilin lakes 
of hot oil, it boils your skin, chickenheads gettin slim 
like Olive Oyl, only plant the seed deep inside fertile soil 
Fortified with essential, vitamin and mineral 
use the sky for a blanket, stuffin clouds inside my pillow 
Rollin with the Lands, the tribe's a hundred and forty four thousand chosen 
Protons Electrons Always Cause Explosions 

Verse Four: The Genius/GZA (Maximillion) 

The banks of G, all CREAM downs a vet 
Money feed good, opposites off the set 
It ain't hard to see, my seeds need God-degree 
I got mouths to feed, unnecessary beef is more cows to breed 
I'm on some tax free shit by any means 
Whether bound to hit scheme or some counterfeit CREAM 
I learned much from such with cons who run scams 
Veterans got the game spiced like hams 
And from that, sons are born and guns are drawn 
Clips are fully loaded, and then blood floods the lawn 
Disciplinary action was a fraction of strength 
that made me truncate the limp on temp 
with the stump, treat his hips like air pumps 
RZA shaped the track, niggaz caught razor bumps 
Scarred tryin to figure who invented 
this unprecented, opium-scented, dark-tinted 
Now watch me blow him out his shoes without clues 
Cuz I won't hesitate to detonate, I'm short fuse

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