Lyrics Chamber No. 9 - Inspectah Deck

Chamber No. 9

«With you dead, no one will know!»
«But I will!»
«He cheated me.
I would’ve have destroyed Shaolin.
So we have to die.»
«Though you’re still loyal to Shaolin, what you did with your plots is against
all Shaolin ethics.
I have to take you in for punishment!»
«Haha haha hahaha, try it!»
They are sicker than the white kid with the AR
Ruder than the Cuban dude with the face scar
They say they lit man, we’re dripping in napalm
The grip, aim strong, you facepalm
The hair and bone hold eigth charms
The butter soft came with suede arms
Super fly, no cape on
Everywhere I go they let sun in, like the drapes drawn
Everything, Gucci Gucci, ask Kreayshawn
Came alone 'cause my game on
And I was singing the same song till the pain gone
Sole survivor like Akon
Welcome to my world, just sign your hancock in the namelog
Wave of the arm, hit him with the a-bomb, but stay calm
I ain’t even come to make harm
I lace them with the heart
Make 'em nauseous in the morn'
Whatchin' him flip, same way I made eight off the four, with the raw
(The 9th chamber, you get trapped inside my hallway)
(Chamber #9)
(The 9th chamber, you get trapped inside my hallway)
(My team with, My team with)
(The 9th chamber, you get trapped inside my hallway)
(And that’s one in the ch-ch-chamber, 36 styles of danger)
(The 9th chamber, you get trapped inside my hallway)
(Raw Imma give it to ya, with no trivia)
Rebel, I’ve been vilified, none other ill as I
I throw these squares in boxes, like Sicilian pies
Like I told y’all a million times
I done sold y’all a million rhymes
From a time where you’d creep to pull a 9
Over who got the biggest dimes
That’s why I Spit the vivid lines
You can tell that I’m living minds
Y’all haters better get in line
I’m like a European watch on a different time
Times is different, what people do to get the shine
I ain’t afraid to be myself, never switch a side
Sittin' in position to climb, consistent with the grind
Visions of living fine, while niggas getting hit with ridiculous prison time
I follow the path, I ain’t windup here, It took meticulous design
To blood, sweat and tears, God, give we a sign
Now the plug stay hittin my lives for the brawl
(The 9th chamber, you get trapped inside my hallway)
(Chamber #9)
(The 9th chamber, you get trapped inside my hallway)
(My team with, My team with)
(The 9th chamber, you get trapped inside my hallway)
(And that’s one in the ch-ch-chamber, wu tang banger)
(The 9th chamber, you get trapped inside my hallway)
(Raw Imma give it to ya, with no trivia)