Iron God Chamber - Masta Killa, Method Man, RZA

Time to knock 'em out, cut 'em with the glass hand

Time to shut 'em down, I’m coming out the badland

Oscar the Grouch, kid, jumping out the trashcan

The last man that violated, got chopped with the sword

Send him a one way express ticket to see the Lord

You think we falling off, the beef’s internal

All that bullshit we going through, it don’t concern you

I’ll thermonuclear burn you, you’se a human sacrifice

Cuz I be smashing mics with the Passion of Christ

Stay fully loaded, equipped with action devices

Kid, stashing these stripes, join the force

Honey, take ya flick, lift and point to the boss, soon

As you blink, your coins is tossed

It only takes four bars to get my point accross

And I’m cold as winter frost, on top of the mountains

Elijah, was the prophet, along came Malcolm

And I’m scalping niggas, taking devil’s heads

Money generated, niggas taking heavy bread

I was born in a barrel of razor blades

Right next door to haze, I used to be afraid

Of the devil, as a boy, but now as a grown man

I realized, he is just a toy

A grafted image, of the magnificent splendid

Dominant, prominent, Islamic

I was here before the dinosaurs, shine and defining law

Measure every inch of the Earth, combining more

Elements and chemicals, phosphates and minerals

Kept devils on the run, like Monk-Monk the General

Appear in a king attire, slept in a ring of fire

I, got a bigger beat than Billy Squier

Dirty Dick Dastard' dart, straight out the dungeon

Transform on niggas like the werewolf from London

Paul Bunyan ax tracks, get peeled, caps back

Hard to get out, nigga, head like naps

Parental advisory, no M.C.

is wisin' me

Me and the mic, like, ebony and ivory

We go together, like, cheese and cheddar, like

Jeans and sweater, like, Mo' and better, like

Who could take a sun ray, twist it to a rainbow

Darts sit upon your head like the Kangol

V is for Victory, I mastered your trickery

Tryna clock like dickory, get smoked like hickory

So please stop the bickery, you can’t get rid of me

Wu Killa Bee, from now to infinity

Look at this bitch ass, snitch ass, about to get a kicked ass

Get mad, get smashed, and get another zip bag of 'dro

For these ho niggas, slow niggas, told niggas

Fucking with the coal miner’s daughter, she a gold digger

Killa, I’m back iller, been realer, chinchilla

Coat, ex-crack dealer, cap peeler, dope

Uncut coke, cut throat, niggas had enough dough

What up, though?

My nigga, I don’t trust no bitches

That’s real shit, feel this, vanilla Dutch is still lit

Forensics is still tryna figure how I killed it

Wu-Tang, my crew bang, let our nuts hang

Like that piece on a new chain, mami, pop the poontang

Your party, find me where the stars be, or probably

Walk into the corner store on Targhee

Smokin' Bob Marley’s, I’m hardly, a nigga to be fucked with

And you tryna 'catch up, but you barely cut the mustard, aight then

Just another spine chiller, U-G, RZA

M-A-S-T, A-K-Illa, M-E-T-H, O-D gorilla, straight from the Killa

Brownsvillah, do or die Bed-Stuy

Murderer, East terrorist, we clap gun thunderist

Land of the Iron Gods, swords can’t live

Medina stay warrior, how can I escape the block

From being boxed off, lost in the shuffle of life

Living right cost, legendary crime boss

Fresh kicks drip in the street, beautiful unique

Freestyle, be so wild, fresh out the Penal

Track it on the Pro Tools file, smooth as blue nile

Wave spin, water blend, dart flow, sun glow

Kool Moe Dee roll, gang up on a power show

Snoop never love a ho, bang it on in your vehicle slow

You don’t know how the God be flipping the style

And keep it so, Witty Unpredictable

Truth All Natural, the Gods is actual

It’s a fact, I was destined, to grab the mic and bless them