Ol' Dirty Bastard - The 7th Ring lyrics

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Ol' Dirty Bastard - The 7th Ring lyrics

Gab Gotcha: Welcome to the 7th Ring Last of the Chambers Castrater, hater Mastering the saber Waving paper Blazing major Violate the dispensary I medicate phonetically I fornicate poetically with energy Gotcha, the pedigree I sponsor the Weaponry The monster, the leather gene menace with the chemistry The God of War Cracking them medusa heads up on the wall Packing Thor When the hammer drops you can stack them all Pack em all Something where you rest Now we crack a thug On the floor violate the best Yeah you're catching yours Straight track dropping raps We attack them all Paint cracks from the heat winter spring and fall Summing numbers in December While they slumber I dismember Lowkey while I beef with the avengers That's torrential, consequential Monumental to the game, we're essential Rza: The chambers is everlasting, this is for the chambers, boy I'm saying.. poisonous thoughts.. we coming to cure the sickness in the hiphop Brothers coming out here with all that garbage.. He said she said RnB watered down washed out versions of music We bring y'all the dirty uncut Old Dirty ba*tard: Where ever you come from, whereever you're at If you're down with me, then let's roll (you didn't know me!) Gab Gotcha: Chamber music, I shake melodical acoustics At a rate that produces epilepsy to the users I'm a bonafide seducer, pipelane drug abuser Night playing in the cruiser, burning sour sipping souza Jimmy Keys gimme what I need homie, gimme Gs Many bleed when they try to speed homie many leave Many flee Casket made of cake when they bury me Standing at the gates with a crate full of memories One of the best am i not? Respect, check the history If not, f** a hater Cause how I feel ain't a mystery If y'all hot, then I must be scorching I'm lighting torches with methodic Lightning verses without caution Gasoline dreams, nightmares made of fire Built to fuel my desire when I cook what's inspired Please check the menu, the recipe is legendary Iron Eagle flying in the sky, the rest is secondary Old Dirty ba*tard: Well i wanna know whos in the motherf**ing house Is Queens in the house? Basically, mad raw hiphop, mad raw slang Rza: ?? taking y'all back to the battles know what im saying? Old Dirty ba*tard: It was something y'all never experienced before You know Enter the Wu-Tang Clan, right? right? right? right? Yaaa yaaaaaa It was something that you didn't expect.. But you wanted it and you needed it, cause it was just something That you had to do