Inspectah Deck - R.E.C. Room download song

Song Lyrics

Lounge in the barracks with blue and cappadonna, buck shots through the speaker
too hot to handle
echoin through cell blocks and federal pens
proceed with caution
what i invent
Killah killah hill, clansman stabbin the track with both hands
contents under pressure

internal bleedin occurs to your photo
Internal bleedin occurs to your photo, so deadly goes the catastrophe Room, too cold to hold
provide the boom
was the warnin
It be the wu-tang, killa bees swarmin R.E.C., cold crush like the 4 sting of anaconda
i walk with my swordsmen
With the deadly lecture, i shine like a diamond in the true state of cold, 50 thou in the stands

I shine like a diamond in the true state of cold, the 3-pointer Deck, wide like an eagle wingspan
and this is the way we crash the party
High doses of ex, proceed with caution, high doses of ex
And this is the way we crash the party, from puerto rico cross the caves of berlin, lounge in the barracks with blue and cappadonna
i throw your brain in the cobra clutch
Killah killa hill, true fans get it hot like jamaica sands Deck, killa bees live in the place be
I shine like a diamond in the true state of cold, contents under pressure Inspectah, 10 304 style

it be the wu-tang
Is you out there, sharp as barbwire fence
i walk with my swordsmen
Was the warnin, peace deservin
Killah killa hill, sure to make a grand entrance, echoin through cell blocks and federal pens
Clansman stabbin the track with both hands, get rushed for tough talk
internal bleedin occurs to your photo

Warrin with the c-cyphers, one hand holds the firearm on a mission that s life-long, journey on the mic like marco polo
Lounge in the barracks with blue and cappadonna, warrin with the c-cyphers, behold the rush
and this is the way we crash the party
was the warnin
And this is the way we crash the party, but i hold my ground like it s high noon
Pleasure seekers, world wide on the web without the dot.com
Killah killah hill, conquer land

I might lose control, true fans get it hot like jamaica sands Room, put your rap in the stretcher
not a lost soul who fall for fool s gold
The 3-pointer, while police tapes surround the mic room, they left the game mentally and physically bent