| The remedy for stress is a day and a rest
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| A bag of sess, playing chess, yes
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| My thoughts be sneaky like a crook from Brooklyn
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| When you ain’t looking, I take the queen with the rook then
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| I get vexed, laying phat tracks on Ampex
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| I was basically leaving the hustle life. |
| You know, going to night school
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| striving to get a diploma and transitioning to a legitimate lifestyle.
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| That’s what my life was like at that point when I met GZA. |
| He mentioned he had
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| family and brothers in Staten Island that were putting this movement together,
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| this Wu-Tang thing. |
| So one day he invites me to go to the studio with him.
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| I didn’t go because I had to go to night school that evening. |
| So the next day
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| he had a tape of what they did the night before. |
| And that tape was an
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| unfinished version of «Protect Yo Neck.» |
| When I heard that, everything just
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| became crystal clear now. |
| I never missed another studio session after that.
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| Whenever he told me he was going somewhere I was there. |
| It inspired me to sit
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| down. |
| Let me just see if I can write something. |
| I’ve never written a rhyme
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| before this. |
| So that’s what I did. |
| I basically rehearsed that one rhyme,
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| that one rhyme until I mastered it.
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| «You remember the rhyme?»
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| It was the «Mystery of Chessboxin'» one. |