Inspectah Deck - Friction Lyrics
[intro: inspectah deck]Is you ready?Back by popular demand...Murderous specialist tacticsWu-tang clan, no rehearsal or practiceNiggaz aint ready for this...Niggaz aint ready for this...Niggaz aint ready for this...[inspectah deck]Chrome dips beamin off july sun raysTrees are fade, blendin with the side burn shadesCotton club status, clientel, sl, heavy jewelNiggaz jail, young niggaz screw wellSwingin like smokey on the slow beatShiny walker hold me, closely as I mosey on the low keyIf you dont know by now, youll never know meYou know me, I swing it to the young-ins and the ogsWitnessed by notary public, certified rough shitDoes it feel good, how was it? gritty like the subway tracksMy protocal permanate like graffiti on the project wallsOn the awol, alias jamal duvalRoam through the universe, plans of roamin it allIn the meantime, in between time, we shineDangerous minds travel on this uphill climb[chorus: inspectah deck]If you want some, get someThis is it, son, this oneMake em feel the frictionGuarenteed hit, son, miss noneFlip one, you better bring your big gun[masta killa]Some niggaz Id rather not spar minds withThey cant simutale my thoughts or ***** withCreative testosterone, mic-phone calms the menopausable hormone quakageTrapped like estrogen, we makin, all of the aboveSupremely I hold my shit, when I run, I hesitate to stomp the comeBring water from the brain, nigga, they tried to send me back, but still iCameTeraform mindframe contains elements of iron which began steelHealin men life, allah just brought me forth to bust mineThis time I spare no one, poison sword seed techniqueBreathe the earth, take the head of those and feed em to the universeBlessed with volts of electric, life threatnin segments, its hectic[chorus][inspectah deck]Poetry in motion, east to west coastinOverseas blowin with lines tightly wovenStill goin full speed, pullin gsTryin to eat til my mouth gets too full to feedI excel, cast spells similar to merlinMic surgeon, hang like dr. j. ervingSplurg inner city like uncensored versionMergin with the fast lane, stained with the urbanWord in the street, his work was dirt teethSynthetically weak, make the fans start beefAny comeback attempts would only be in repeatsThey soon fall off, be mentally lost beyond reachMy techniques heat leaves a permanent creasePlant my 2 feet, shootin with the quick releaseNever cease fire from a street called desireThe sire, disturbin the peace with c-ciphers[masta killa]Who dare comes amongst and tries to peep itThe secret of the deadly art, then leak itSnakes, leeches surround the righteousI link the diversion shot, then slip with the swiftnessThe weaver raindrop, leavin the eye confusedUnderstandin blurred, cloudy electrical storms occurFrom the masta, classical head bang slangThe deaf tone rises like the blind and dumbLickin shots at the microphone, iron lungWe the first to set off shit, last to runWho want some, come and get someMother*****er![chorus]
