The Abduction Lyrics

The Abduction lyrics

[GZA]
Okay.. the GZA
Tony Touch classic, knowhatI'msayin?
We gonna bang
y'all, in the head one time
Blaze up on y'all one time real fast (Do the mix
and all that shit)
Knamsayin, word up (Make it make it a record real quick,
do yo' thang)
Throw ya seatbelts on, ahhight?
(Yeah, hook it up, make it
a record, get down yo)

I take y'all niggas straight, +Beneath the
Surface+
to the core, if it ain't raw its worthless
Pentab professional,
hold the ink
while river rats fall off the raft and sink
Tony let a
brother Touch, twenty bar rush
The way we push through equivalent to rocket
thrust
Allah just, I lay it for the mix tapes
Quick to quake a
label-mate
The sound came outta rusted crate
Surrounded by
cobwebs
Beat smooth enough to slide through like bobsleds
On a cold white
snow, plus with the right flow
Wu-Tang niggaz they shine and make the mic
glow

[Masta Killa]
We killin all gorillin with all that
screwfacin
Pacin back and forth looking savage, stop it

[RZA aka
Bobby Digital]
Whether plugged in or plugged out
Iron drill mugged or
thugged out
Blood in or blood out, son was bugged out
Might look at you
and slice you
Buck fifty face stupid and say but run Nike swoop
Who the
fuck you think let y'all wild niggas in
Allowed you to put down ya guns ,and
raise ya pen
Ruler Zig-Zag-Zig, we don't fuck with no pig
We teach the
kids, you rather have a bullet or a word to your wig
Murder rates increases,
bullet holes the size of fifty cent pieces
Don't worry about the weed or
pussy, I read books
I'm liable to mate'cha king with three rooks
You see
the Wu W raised in black fists
Maybe Tony Touch, Concord needle will scratch
this
The ice cube link you bough, from the Jew for 80 G's
was only
appraised at fourty-two
Gazed upon by the eyes of multitude
of people,
who would trade gold for food
I heard boar's head killed more than nuclear's
warhead
Or street serfs who walk around dressed in all red
Bobby Digi said
if you ever encounter Allah beef
Break my sons Doc Doom and Crisis wit a nice
piece

[Masta Killa]
Penetrate on mix tape, with the
legislation
Illustrate constant elevation
Spark friction, Shawshank
Golden Arm Redemption
Endorsed my the Masta inscription
signature

[Inspecta Deck]
Off top my unorthodox style of attack
is
like Hannibal rollin on elephant's backs
Pack a long barrel, bustin off
strong ammo
My light so vast I cast twenty foot shadows
First family,
fifth cappo, micro to macro
Load it in ya head play it back slow
Act like
you know, this is no drill
Murderous rap revealed goin for kill
On these
New York city sidewalks we walk
Camoflauge, dodgin the eyes of the
hawk
Kani Sport, totin the fifth, slidin off
My live source movin across
with brute force
Bloodsport, anymore heads face the blade
Fakers must
fade, the stakes are now raised
Words of murder, suspense, and
intrigue
Make major league niggaz show signs of fatigue
My Killer Bees
span wider than seven seas
Squeeze on MC's, with bullet train
speed
Tony's Touch create more gold than Midas
Ya highness, all in ya
head, like ya hair stylus

[Ghostface Killa]
Frosty mug, big ring
leaders top secret thug
Lampin in cheaters or in thaw with the murder
glove
Boat of the town, devilish grin look peculiar
Swung on this faggot,
knocked the windows outta Silvia's
Timb's got scuffed up, my ankles got
sprained, that's my word
To ever single seat I smack flames
Staten
Island's bayside of teachers of Elijah
Thrown out the temple, non-calodic
wit the father
Nickname's Pudding, Clarence 13X before the Will
Smith's
and the limelights of Cuba Gooding
Lost in the cosmos, explodin
through a quasar
Be duckin pulsars, organic stay still be the Gods
Tony
Touch, Tony Touch
Word up
Big Face Ghost in effect