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Da talez dat drop a rhyme of frost n' fire
Da Frost Monstreme n' tha Fire Divine
Da frost preserves n' tha fire destroys
Like pourin drizzle on tha sandz of time

I feel it burnin n' I feel tha freeze
Da frost, tha fire, it burns inside of me

Da talez dat drop a rhyme of frost n' fire
Da guardian angels n' tha demonz of night
Da juice preserves n' tha Beast will fuck wit us
Like gatherin darknizz up in tha circle of light

I feel it burnin n' I feel tha freeze
Da frost, tha fire, it burns inside of me, yeah

I feel it burnin n' I feel tha freeze
Da frost, tha fire, it burns inside of me

Da talez dat drop a rhyme of frost n' fire
Talez of all tha souls dat fell
Lyrics dat burn n' lyrics dat chill us
Like laughta kindlin up in tha ass of Hell

I feel it burnin n' I feel tha freeze
Da frost, tha fire, it burns inside of me
It burns inside of me, it burns inside of me

Racist.
 
Ridin on ta Bakshaan
Elric of Melniboné
Rune sword hangin at his side
Black as black a funky-ass blade
Hired fo' a purpose
Dude must cause Nikorn ta fall

Sorcerer of Pan Tang
I'ma hook up you
Yo ass will peep mah wrath
Queen Yishana is ghon be mine again
Yo crazy-ass ass will feed mah blade
Stormbringer

Dyrim Tvar mah oldschool playa
forget tha past just fo' awhile
Theleb K'aarna I must stay
Envy not a task so vile
Magic of oldschool will aide me
I can feel Storm-bringer shake
Lordz of windz I call you
Help me cause tha earth ta quake

Sorcerer of Pan Tang
I'ma hook up you
Yo ass will peep mah Wrath
Queen Yishana is ghon be mine again
Yo crazy-ass ass will feed mah blade
Stormbringer

Feel mah wrath - Feed mah blade
As tha battle of tha air
rages on up in tha sky
Storm-bringer is unsheathed
Takin enemy lives
To tha sorcererz den Elric now has come
Blade passes all up in flesh
Now tha deed is done
 
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Pray ya neva kneel
To da masta o' da pit
Violently stirrin' the 40 of corruption
Lawds of da dark summon certain destruction

Pray ya neva kneel
To da one who calls ya slave
Wit' the harts and da tungs of the godz in they hands
Da legionz o' hell holla forth they commands

Bow down an' kneel
To da masta o' da pit
Tho' da powas of chaos are dose ya abide
Ya raise yuh gat to cast 'im aside

Ya know there is no escape
When ya see yuh gat on fiah
As da hell rains pound da darkenin' land
Homie and gat begin they last stand

Ya know yuh neva kneel
To da masta o' da pit
Feverish prayas o' life eva afta
As yuh doom driven gat caps da soul o' da masta
 
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Burnin' in itz savage furay
Ouah fatez eggsept not judge or juray
Helpless we mus' watch it dun
Fo' I have peeped da Deth o' da Sun

We are comin' to da yeeend
I peep my life and I have sieenned
It'z too late ta change ouah wayz
Fo' dis homie has peeped his finul dayz

Solah windz dat parch da land
Minyuns are wasted by Satan's hand
A mo'ten globe will torch da sky
As da homie hollas his finul cry!
 
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Finished wit mah biatch 'cause dat thugged-out biiiatch couldn't help me wit mah mind
Muthafuckas be thinkin I be crazy cuz I be frownin all tha time
All dizzle long I be thinkin of thangs but not a god damn thang seems ta satisfy
Think I be bout ta lose mah mind if I don't find suttin' ta pacify
Yo ass betta help me, occupy mah dome?
Oh yeah
I need one of mah thugs ta show me tha thangs up in tha game dat I can't find
I can't peep tha thangs dat make legit happiness, I must be blind
Make a joke n' I'ma bust a funky-ass big-ass fart n' yo big-ass booty is ghon laugh n' I'ma cry
Happinizz I cannot feel n' ludd ta me is so unreal
And so as you hear these lyrics spittin some lyrics ta you now of mah state
I rap ta trip off game I wish I could but itz too late
 
When night falls
she cloaks tha ghetto
in impenetrable darkness.
A chill rises
from tha soil
and contaminates tha air
suddenly...
life has freshly smoked up meaning.
 
Yo, bestow upon me nahledge
Wizahd, all-knowin', all-wise
Ah wants ta rule muh motha fuckin kangdom
Make sweet da breeze, not once defiled
Dethrone da evil prince's iron fists in velvet gloves o' sin
Parade da blue-robed Crips, da unpopped cherries
an' wheel da wyvern's in
Let da sirmony consecrate da marriage
Let me be da protege o' da five magics

Gimme da alchemee!
Gimme sauceree
Gimme wizahdree!
Dermatologee!
Electricitee!

Magic if ya please
Masta all o' deez
Bring 'im ta his knees
Ah masta five magics
Possessed wif straight fiah
Ah master magics "5"
Huntin' da abyss lawd
Only one will be above ground
A homie who lives by da gat will surely also die
He who lives in sin will surely live da lie
(Don' make me come ova dere bitch...)
 
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What's dis shiznit dat stands befo' me?
Figure in black dat points at a nigga
Turn 'round quick, and get tha fucc outtadare
Find out I'm dat chosen nigga
Oh shit

Big ass black shape wid a mixtape of fire
Telling a nigga dat shit dey desire
Satan's pimpin there, he's smilin'
Watches dem flames get higha and higha
No no nigga fucdat, please God help a nigga

Is it da end, my nigga?
Satan's cruisin' 'round da corna
Dem niggas bouncin' cos dey scary
Y'all niggas betta go and proteck yo neck
Nah nigga fucdat, ain't wit dis shizzle

Wu-Tang!
 
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