R.E.C. Room
Inspectah Deck Lyrics


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Killa hill, killa killa hill
Killa hills
Killa killa hill
Killa hills
Killa killa hill, 10304 style kid
All my DNV recpostry niggas
You out there?
Is you out there?

I throw your brain in the cobra clutch, behold the rush
A dazzlin' display if you can get close enough
Cold Crush like the 4 sting of anaconda
Fierce darts that'll pierce through solid armor
Lounge in the barracks with Blue and Cappadonna
Spider-Man, identity Peter Parker
Crowd pleaser, register off the meter
Vocal street-sweeper, buck shots through the speaker
Pleasure seekers, 50 thou' in the stands
True fans get it hot like Jamaica sands
Conquer land, wide like an eagle wingspan
Clansman stabbin' the track with both hands
Not a lost soul who fall for fool's gold
I shine like a diamond in the true state of cold
Too hot to handle, too cold to hold
Rap with a road block, I might lose control
Hold the globe in my iron palm
One hand holds the firearm on a mission that's life-long
Stride calm Through The Fire like Chaka Khan
World wide on the web without the dot.com

Killa Bees live in the place be
Burn third-degree on the M.I.C
So deadly goes the catastrophe
And this is the way we crash the party
Say, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec
Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec

Yo, Killa Bees swarmin', Protect Ya Neck
Was the warnin', so, proceed with caution
I walk with my swordsmen, we all in
Together, Wu-Tang forever gon' win
From Puerto Rico 'cross the caves of Berlin
Echoin' through cell blocks and federal pens
It be the Wu-Tang, you came and went
They left the game mentally and physically bent
What I invent, sharp as barbwire fence
I represent, sure to make a grand entrance
With the deadly lecture, contents under pressure
Inspectah, put your rap in the stretcher
Featherweight contenders surrender
T.K.O., first round knockout, vets to big spenders
Journey on the mic like Marco Polo
Internal bleedin' occurs to your photo
Thoughts brought forth as wild as up north
It's a blood-sport, get rushed for tough talk
But I hold my ground like it's high noon
While police tapes surround the mic room
I jump on a live tune, provide the boom
Those who consume become faint from the fumes

Killa Bees live in the place be
Burn third-degree on the M.I.C
So deadly goes the catastrophe
And this is the way we crash the party
Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec

Yo, yeah, yo I hit Medina, hand-cocked and ever-greener
Trees got me leanin' in the 7-seater
Vocal street-sweeper, you might get like a 3-pointer
Urban, peace deservin', warrin' with the C-Cyphers




I, black lotus ignite with high-voltage
Diagnosis, high doses of ex-

Overall Meaning

The song R.E.C. Room by Inspectah Deck begins with a call out to the Killa Hill neighborhood in Staten Island and his DNV "recpostry niggas" asking if they are there. The rapper then follows up with using brutal words to describe his lyrical prowess, comparing his skill to putting someone in a "cobra clutch" and stating that his darts are so fierce they can pierce through solid armor. He goes on to name drop fellow Wu-Tang members, Blue and Cappadonna, as well as Spiderman. The chorus of the song repeatedly chants "Rec" which is short for "recording session".


The second verse of the song continues to showcase the rapper's lyrical ability, using imagery such as "barb wire fence" and "bloodsport" to describe the intensity of his flow. He also references his "deadly contents under pressure" indicating that his lyrics are a force to be reckoned with. The chorus is repeated again before the song ends with Inspectah Deck proclaiming that the Wu-Tang clan lives in the place to be and can "burn 3rd degree on the m-I-see". Overall the song is a powerful testament to the rapper's skills and his affiliation with the Wu-Tang clan.


Line by Line Meaning

Killa Killa Hill
Referring to the Wu-Tang Clan's home neighborhood of Staten Island, New York.


Killa Hill
Continuation of the reference to Staten Island.


Killa Killa Hill
Repetition of the reference to Staten Island.


Killa Hill
Continuation of the reference to Staten Island.


Killa Killa Hill, 10304 style kid
Deck's specific neighborhood in Staten Island, NY, with '10304' being the zip code.


All my DNV recpostry niggas
Addressing his friends and associates from the DNV Housing Project in Staten Island.


You out there?
Asking if his associates from DNV are present or listening.


I throw your brain in the cobra clutch
Deck is a lyrical master who can easily manipulate and control his audience with his mind-bending rhymes.


Behold the rush attach and display
Deck is showcasing his ability to display his lyrical prowess by unleashing it at full force.


If you can get close enough
Telling his audience to get close and pay attention to the lyrical attack he is about to unleash.


Cold Crush like the 4, sting of anaconda
Lyrics so cold they crush and pierce through like a venomous snake.


Fierce darts that'll pierce through solid armor
Lyrical content so strong it can cut through any defense.


Lounge in the parish wid Blue and Cappadonna
Relaxing in his community with his fellow Wu-Tang members Blue and Cappadonna.


Spiderman, identity be the sparker
Deck is likening himself to superhero Spiderman who reveals his true identity to the world.


Crowd pleaser renders you off the meter
Deck puts on a show that is so euphoric it disorients the senses.


Verbal street sweeper buck shots through the speaker
Deck is like a street cleaner who scrubs the area clean of any weak rappers.


Pleasure seekers fifty thou in the stands
The Wu-Tang Clan has an international fanbase who literally pay to see their shows with huge audiences of 50,000 people or more.


Two fans hit it hot like Jamaica stand
The energy and excitement from two fans is just as strong as that of an entire crowd in Jamaica.


Tumble land wide like an eagle wing span
Deck gracefully navigates through the terrain and atmosphere as smoothly as an eagle gliding through the sky.


Trans Am stabbing the track wit' both hands
Deck is driving a Trans Am and controlling the flow of his rhymes with both hands, showcasing his control and skill.


Not a lost soul who fought for food gold
Deck is not someone who has struggled to survive or sold out for material wealth.


I shine like a diamond in the true state of cold
Deck is always glowing bright and standing out in a cold and brutal environment.


To hot to handle to cold to hold
Deck's flow is so hot it's almost overpowering but his lyrical content is also cold and sharp, making it hard to ignore.


Rap play the role doc I might lose control
Deck's rhymes have an intense energy level that can almost overwhelm him while performing.


Hold the throne in my iron palm
Deck is the king of hip-hop in his own right and holds his position through sheer willpower.


One hand hold the firearm, on a mission I slice long
Deck moves forward with purpose as he wields his metaphorical weapon, his sharp rhymes.


Strike calm through the fire like Chaka Khan
Deck can remain undisturbed and composed even in the midst of intense situations, much like legendary singer Chaka Khan.


World wide on the web without the dot com
Deck has a worldwide reach through his rhymes and music even without a traditional digital presence.


Killa Bees live in the place to be
The Wu-Tang Clan members are present and thriving in the place they currently occupy.


Burn 3rd degree on the m-I-see
Deck's flows are extremely hot, burning so strongly they feel like third-degree burns.


So deadly cones a catastrophe
The Wu-Tang Clan is too dangerous and skilled for others to handle, a potentially catastrophic situation.


And this is the way we crack the party
This is how the Wu-Tang Clan ignites a party and gets everyone moving.


Say
Asking for attention to the next set of lyrics.


Rec, rec, rec, rec, rec, rec, rec
Deck is calling out for his crew to record and document their experiences and happenings.


Rec, rec, rec, rec, rec, rec, rec
Repetition of the previous line.


Rec, rec, rec
Final call to record and document their experiences.


Killa Bee swarming protect your neck
The Wu-Tang members are banding together and moving as a unit to protect themselves and each other.


Calls the warning so proceed with caution
Deck is warning others to be careful and cautious around the Wu-Tang Clan.


I walk wid my swordmen we all in together
Deck and his fellow Wu-Tang members are united and moving forward as one.


Wu-Tang Forever gon' win from Puerto Rico
The Wu-Tang clan has a significant following and victory is assured no matter where they go.


Cross the caves of Berlin
Deck is taking the listener on a journey through time and space, navigating the rough terrain of history.


Echo in the cell blocks of federal pens
The Wu-Tang Clan's presence and sound reach even into the darkest corners of society, including prisons.


It be the WU-TANG, you came and went
The Wu-Tang Clan is a force to be reckoned with, and others who have tried to enter their world or make it on their own have not lasted.


Enough to gain mentally and physically bent
Deck has endured enough mental and physical stress to be completely in control of his own mind and body.


What I invent sharpened barb wire fence
Deck's rhymes are so sharp they can cut through anything, like a barbed wire fence.


I represent sure to make a grand entrance
Deck believes in himself and knows he will make a huge impact wherever he goes.


Wid the deadly enter contents under pressure
Deck is full of potential to unleash at any moment and can create something dangerous when under pressure.


Inspector put you rep in the sector
Deck's rhymes and flows can put people and their reputations on the spot during battles.


Feather weight contenders surrender T.K.O
Deck easily knocks out any lightweight rapper who tries to step to him or the Wu-Tang Clan.


First round knockout bets to big spenders
It only takes one round to knock out any opponent, and those who make bets against the Wu-Tang Clan are doing so foolishly and at great financial risk.


Dirty on the mic like Marco Polo
Deck can navigate the mic like an explorer, uncovering hidden gems and leaving behind a legacy of his sound.


Internal bleeding occurs to your phono
Deck's rhymes can strike the listener so hard it feels like they are causing internal damage.


Thoughts brought forth as wild as up north
Deck's ideas and mind are just as untamed and wild as the wilderness in the Northern part of the country.


It's a bloodsport get rushed for tough talk
This is a competitive arena where people get attacked for their weak or arrogant words and antics.


But I hold my ground like it's high noon
Deck has the confidence and experience to hold his ground and not shy away from a fight, even in the toughest of times.


Lock release tapes surround the mic room
Deck is closing off the area and maximizing his focus to give his best performance possible.


I jump on the live tune provide the boom
Deck adds life and excitement to the music and the crowd when he raps his fiery lyrics.


Foes we consume become fake in the fumes
Anyone who opposes the Wu-Tang Clan are quickly dismissed as inconsequential and not worth their time.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Jason Hunter, Robert F. Diggs

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