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Chi Kung Lyrics - Birth Of A Prince - Rza

The grand ultimate supreme, no extremedies 

We use Tai Chi to deflect off our enemy 

Five poisons, from the Clan there's no Remedy 

We dispell the smell of wickedness in our vicinity 

Bobby, the atomic, Islamic, bomb-droppin' 

appear in your atmosphere like the comet 

Heading to the Western Hemisphere, non-stoppin' 

Strikin' the belly of the seed to make it vomit 

Things of beings is unseen by men 

in shapes and form, never been dreamed by men 

The word of God, always intervene with sin 

From insight, my inner-light beams within 

Pin-point focus, move silently un-noticed 

When you attack, I fall back in the wind like the lotus 

Put the soul in the track like my name was Otis 

Pain in my heart and your chance is hopeless 

for you to win, a change is gonna come 

You heare the "suuuu"?, Wu-Tang is gonna come 

and my vocals, they gonna bang on the drum 

You go against the grain you will hang from ya tongue 

So. 

 

(Love) love (Love) love (thugs) thugs 

This is in yo' club (club) 

Nigga pass the mothafuckin' drugs (drugs) 

 

Just smooth a loop. 

To my soundwave there's no sonic solution 

No Pro Tools to edit or out-date my producin' 

Form like crystals, mushrooms after the missile 

We strike into the hip-hop bone, of the gristle 

and my thoughts be the marrow, son I'm the narrow 

tube inside the gun that's released through the barrel 

and the words travel in lead, expandin' high-speeds 

with the hole in ya head, and filled up you 

with the, knowledge of self 

I dropped out of school, I went to the college of self 

and I pertained my wealth, B-O-B-B, when y'all niggaz see me 

I'm like Godzilla stompin' over Mount Fiji 

or Rodan with the wingspan, Prince Rakeem can 

rocks to the solo or combine with my team and 

spit like the calico, welcome to the Alamo 

Bop-bop-bop, you know how you cowards go 

 

(Love) love (Love) love (thugs) thugs 

This is in yo' club (club) 

Welcome back to my hip-hop club! 

 

Psycho-menace, downin' a Guiness 

strictly bidness, while I'm in this 

Flip on a nigga like a gymnast 

Put a knot on ya head, the size of Grimace 

Bitch, jumpin' out ya speaker 

Huntin' for yo' egg like it's Easter 

Although I come in peace, I would just like to say peace to 

Scallywags, skeezers, and I don't really need ya 

You don't understand why I don't understand either 

Now shit's gettin' deep, you should've thought a lot deeper 

It's my time to get over and I got on my blinker 

So I write and I spit on the mic, so you can feel 

what is truth, what is right and what's not 

Yo I must kill the ideal and enlight this Earth 

and yo I will give birth to a light that lives to keep it real 

All through research, I learned in schools, not even Church 

Can instill, these words are jewels so you can heal 

Still I search, and I works real hard, I need a deal 

and with speed 'caise it hurts indeed 

Yo can you feel? my heart still pumps the blood that makes me bleed 

all real and the pastor's best and I always will, do my thing 

 

Yo let me know son, yo 

X.O. Hennessey, Jack Daniel or Tennesee 

whisky, got these groupie bitches actin' frisky 

 

Searchin for that Bill like Lewinsky 

All over my pants lookin' for a Jim Brownski 

 

Ringz and Partnerz, Wu-Tang is how we fuck up Helsinki 

Oh shit, Kinetic, Bobby Steeles 

Origin/Barrakjudah, Wu-Tang Forever motherfuckers 

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