Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 4th Chamber , by - GZA/Genius. Song from the album Liquid Swords, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 06.11.1995
Record label: A Geffen Records Release;
Song language: English
4th Chamber |
| Choose the sword, and you will join me Choose the ball, and you join your mother… in death |
| You dont understand my words, but you must choose |
| So… come boy, choose life or death |
| Verse one: ghostface killah |
| The only man I hold wake for |
| Is the sky-blue bally kid, in eighty-three, rocked taylors |
| My memorex performed tape decks, my own phone sex |
| Watch out for haiti bitches, I heard they throw hex |
| Yo, wu whole platoon is filled with rac-coons |
| Corner sittin wine niggaz sippin apple boone, this aint no white cartoon |
| Cuz I be duckin crazy spades |
| The kid hold white shit, like blacks rock ashy legs |
| Why is the sky blue? |
| why is water wet? |
| Why did judas rat to romans while jesus slept? |
| stand up Youre out of luck like two dogs stuck |
| Iron man be sippin rum, out of stanley cups, unflammable |
| Noriega, aimin knives which stay windy in chicago |
| Spine-tingle, mind boggles |
| Kangols in rainbow colors, promoters try to hold dough |
| Give me mine before po, wrap you up in so-and-so |
| I ran the dark ages, constantine and great henry the eighth |
| Built with ghengis khan, the wreck suede wiley don |
| Verse two: killah priest |
| I judge wisely, as if nothin ever surprise me Loungin, between two pillars of ivory |
| Im lively, my dome piece, is like buildin stones in greece |
| My poems are deep from ancient thrones I speak |
| Im overwhelmed, as my mind, roams the realm |
| My eyes the vision, memory is the film |
| Others act sub-tile, but they fragile above clouds |
| They act wild and couldnt budge a crowd |
| No matter how loud they get, though they growl and spit |
| Clutch they fists, and throw up signs like a crip |
| And throw all types of fits |
| I leave em split, like ass cheeks and ragged pussy lips |
| Verse three: the rza |
| Aiyyo, camoflouge chameleon, ninjas scalin your buildin |
| No time to grab the gun they already got your wife and children |
| A hit was sent, from the president, to rage your residence |
| Because you had secret evidence, and documents |
| On how they raped the continents, and its the prominent |
| Dominant islamic, asiatic black hebrew |
| The year two thousand and two, the battles filled with the wu Six million devils just died from the bubonic flu |
| Or the ebola virus, under the reign of king cyrus |
| You can see the weakness of a man right through his iris |
| Un-loyal snakes get thrown in boilin lakes |
| Of hot oil, it boils your skin, chickenheads gettin slim |
| Like olive oyl, only plant the seed deep inside fertile soil |
| Fortified with essential, vitamin and mineral |
| Use the sky for a blanket, stuffin clouds inside my pillow |
| Rollin with the lands, the tribes a hundred and forty four thousand chosen |
| Protons electrons always cause explosions |
| Verse four: the genius/gza (maximillion) |
| The banks of g, all cream downs a vet |
| Money feed good, opposites off the set |
| It aint hard to see, my seeds need god-degree |
| I got mouths to feed, unnecessary beef is more cows to breed |
| Im on some tax free shit by any means |
| Whether bound to hit scheme or some counterfeit cream |
| I learned much from such with cons who run scams |
| Veterans got the game spiced like hams |
| And from that, sons are born and guns are drawn |
| Clips are fully loaded, and then blood floods the lawn |
| Disciplinary action was a fraction of strength |
| That made me truncate the limp on temp |
| With the stump, treat his hips like air pumps |
| Rza shaped the track, niggaz caught razor bumps |
| Scarred tryin to figure who invented |
| This unprecented, opium-scented, dark-tinted |
| Now watch me blow him out his shoes without clues |
| Cuz I wont hesitate to detonate, Im short fuse |