Chi Kung

(feat. Beretta 9, Featherz & Cilvaringz)

[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..

[Hook: RZA (Feathers)]

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

This is in yo' club (club)

Nigga pass the mothafuckin' drugs (drugs)

[RZA]

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

[Hook - first line only]

[RZA]

Welcome back to my hip-hop club!

[Beretta 9]

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 enstill, these words are jewels so you can heal

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

and with speed 'cuz 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

[RZA]

Yo let me know son, yo..

X.O. Hennessey, Jack Daniel or Tennesee

whisky, got these groupie bitches actin' frisky

[Beretta 9]

Searchin for that Bill like Lewinsky

All over my pants lookin' for a Jim Brownski

[Cilvaringz]

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

Oh shit, Kinetic, Bobby Steeles

Origin/Barrakjudah, Wu-Tang Forever motherfuckers

[Hook]