Shadowboxin'
Genius & GZA Lyrics

I breaks it down to the bone gristle
I dissect and analyze situations to their core components

Ill speaking Scud missile heat seeking
My rhymes are explosive and precise

Johnny Blazing, nightmares like Wes Craven
I come with the fire and bring horror to my opponents

Niggas gunning, my third eye seen it coming before it happen
I can anticipate danger before it materializes

You know about them fucking Staten kids, they smashing
You're aware of the violent tendencies of the youth in Staten Island

Everything huh, in any shape form or fashion
They're capable of causing destruction in any way imaginable

Now everybody talking bout they blasting, hmmm
Everyone's claiming to be armed and dangerous

Is you busting steel or is you flashing, hmmm
Are you really carrying a weapon or just showing off?

Talking out your asshole
You're speaking nonsense

You shoulda learnt about the flow and peasy afro
You should have studied the art of rhyming and the hip hop culture

Ticallion stallion, chinky-eye and snot-nosed
I'm a proud black man with Asian features and a rebellious attitude

From my naps to the bunion on my big toe
I take pride in my physical appearance and my flaws

I keeps it moving, know just what the fuck I'm doing
I'm always on the move and in control of my actions

Rap insomniac, fiend to catch a nigga snoozing
I'm always working on my craft and trying to surpass my competition

Slip the cardiac arrest me, exorcist hip-hop possess me
I'm so passionate about hip hop that it consumes me

Crunch a nigga like a Nestle, you know my steez
I'm tough and relentless, and my style is unique

Burning to the third degree, sneaky ass alley cat top pedigree
I'm on fire and have street smarts and class

The head toucher, industry party bum rusher
I'm charismatic and can impress anyone, even in industry events

You don't like it dick up in you fuck ya
If you don't appreciate my style, then screw you

Allow me to demonstrate
Let me show you what I'm capable of

That's right, you corny-ass
You're lame and uninspired

The skill of Shaolin, rap motherfuckers
I possess a level of skill that is unmatched, and I'm addressing my competition

The special technique, better go back and check
My rhymes are so complex that you need to re-evaluate them

Of shadowboxing, your fucking stacks
I'm comparing my style to shadowboxing, and I'm saying my rhymes are more powerful than your money

Shadowboxing, cause your naps ain't nappy enough
I'm saying your hair is not authentic, and neither is your rapping

And your beats ain't rugged enough, bitch
Your music is weak and lacks the edge it needs

I slayed MC's back in the rec room era
I defeated my competition in the early days of hip hop

My style broke motherfucking backs like Ken Patera
My rhymes are so powerful that they can harm people physically

Most rap niggas came loud but unheard
Most rappers are weak and can't stand out

Once I pulled out, round em off to the nearest third
Once I start rapping, I make sure to finish off my competition

Check these non-visual niggas, with tapes and a portrait
I'm criticizing rappers who rely on gimmicks and appearances instead of the quality of their music

Flood the seminar, trying to orbit this corporate
They try to gain attention and recognition by attending industry events and corporate meetings

Industry, but what them niggas can't see
They don't understand the true essence of hip hop and the artistic merits that come with it

Must break through like the Wu, unexpectedly
They need to embrace the Wu Tang Clan's approach to music and break through in a new and unexpected way

Protect Ya Neck, my sword still remain imperial
My rap and style are strong and prestigious, and I will keep them that way

Before I blast the mic, RZA scratch off the serial
Before I start rapping, RZA scratches the vinyl to get the right sound

We reign all year round from June to June
We're always successful and dominate the industry

While niggas bite immediately if not soon
Other rappers copy our style, usually right away

Set the lynching, and form the execution date
We're planning to destroy our competitors and have a date set for it

As this two thousand beyond slang suffocate
Our musical style is so unique and powerful that it will stifle other rappers

Amplify sample through vacuum tubes compressions
We make sure our music sounds top-notch by using state-of-the-art technology

Cause RZA, to charge niggas twenty G's a session
RZA's production skills are so valuable that he charges a high fee for studio sessions

When my mind start to clicking and the strategy
When I start thinking and planning my moves

Is mastered the plot thickens, this be that Wu shit
I'm saying that my rhymes and my style are what make the Wu Tang Clan unique

I don't give a cotton-pickin' FUCK
I don't care at all

About a brother tryin to size a nigga up, I hold my own
I'm confident in myself and don't worry about competition

Hard-hat protect your dome
Protect your head and be prepared for anything

Look at Mama baby boy acting like he grown
Other rappers try to act tough and mature, but they're still childish

No time for sleep, I gets deep as a baritone
I work tirelessly and go deep into my craft, just like a baritone singer

Killa bee, that be holding down his honeycomb, lounging son
I'm a member of the Wu Tang Clan, and I represent my home with pride

Wu brother number one, protect your neck
I'm proud to be the leader of the Wu Tang Clan and warn our competition to be careful

Flying guillotines here they come, bloody bastards
We're coming to destroy our competition, and we're not holding back

Hard times and killer tactics, spitting words plus
We're going through hardship and using aggressive tactics to survive, and our lyrics reflect that

Semi-automatic slurs, peep the graphic
Our rhymes are quick, deadly, and paint a vivid picture

Novel from the genie bottle, hit the clutch
Our music is magical and powerful, and it's time to take action

Shift the gear now, full throttle, time to bungee
It's time to dive in and give it our all

To the next episode, I keeps it grungy
Let's move on to the next project and keep it raw and rough

Hand on my nut sack, and spitting lunghies
I'm confident and focused, and I'm delivering powerful rhymes

At a whack nigga dat, don't understand the fact
I'm spitting rhymes at someone who doesn't appreciate real hip hop

When it come to RZA tracks I don't know how to act
RZA's production is so good that I can't contain my excitement

Real rap from the Stat, killa hill projects
I'm representing the real hip hop from Staten Island, and it's killer

How to be exact, break it down
Let me tell you exactly how it is, and explain it in detail

All in together now
Let's work together and make great music

Things are getting good looking better now
Our music is gaining success, and things are looking up