Chamber Music Lyrics

Chamber Music lyrics

[Kung Fu sample] 

I must tell you that the Clan is a danger to the public 

but still for many men just to hear of the name 

fills them with hate and loathing 

But why? They've never harmed anyone 

I'm afraid they did 

*beat drops* 

In the past there's something that they would like to forgive 

First, I'll tell you about their style, planned techniques 

The main style 

'Shaolin Finger Jab!' 


[RZA (Method Man)] 

Yo.. 

*sounds of fighting* 

(Uh-huh) 


[Kung Fu Sample] 

We are watchin your whole group 

You been busy here 

Around the clock, all we need is your orders to move 

Met a lot of crosses last night 

Young and old! 

You been busy here 

I respect that! 


[Method Man (Raekwon)] 

Yeah, (Eh yo), yeah 

Chamber Music f**kin the party up-in (Yo) 

Come on! You know what it is 

(Thou must part seis all the time, kids) 

(Eh yo, eh yo, eh yo) We're back! 


[Raekwon] 

Peep The Jump Off, ain't nothin sweet, get dumped off 

Frontin like you won't get deaded and bumped off 

Drastic son, master guns that'll run up in plastic ones 

and then go, crash in the slums 

One tight army, Few Good Men that'll rep 

Invade your strongarm', Prince of Wales swimmin on feet 

Props in sales, all yellow L's, cops sleepin on nails 

Niggaz get realer than real, yo 

Flash the brown, last time was crowned 

All navy Woolridge, Wu kicks, movin them pounds, yo 

Last on niggaz, great adventures of my niggaz 

and cast out pictures, sendin a rash out the kitchens 

Like the wind, invite the grin, watch niggaz rewrite the trend 

Wu niggaz did it again, yo 

Unhighly, octane, die cast metal frame 

Lame, let another man heat handle beef 


[Chorus: Method Man] 

Chamber Music f**kin the party up-in 

Chamber Music f**kin the party up-in 


[GZA] 

Yo, spark the intro, relevant info 

Load up the keyboard, 105 tempo 

Most heated battles, I blasted MC's 

Some said that the bullets flew by like angry bees 
 

Who entered on the level with weather, wait and listen 

When one flash metal, eight calculate positions 

The world snap once we combine our rap 

Drastic Measures, priceless treasures on Nap' 

Our sword swing, windchill mount' are'(a) 

Eight equipped standin on a tall glass ferry 

Snares and kicks, off the project bricks 

It's no act, a producer play the role with drumpsticks 

The warnin came unnoticed, it's like the shot at the doctor 

The Vega to slay Otis, the nine Lotus 

Each one adjust to his own environment 

Formulate this great LP, 100 Rounds spent 

Niggaz bent on a fruitless search for nourishment 

They long for this proper guidance, encouragement 


[Chorus 2X] 


[Method Man] 

It be The Lost Tribe, 7 Days locked in the dungeon 

Foamin at the mouth, mad dog in this production 

The Uncontrolled Substance got me spittin up nuff bars, disgustin 

The last temptation of the son of David Ruffin 

Hold my mic sideways when bustin 

On Judgement Day runnin thru Hell, yellin and cussin 

at MC's in my circumfrance, y'all niggaz hand-cuffin 

these hoes and ain't read them they rights or nothin 

Keep lustin, yea, and I'ma a keep hustlin 

with Chamber Music f**kin the party up-in 

You know me, everytime you kiss that hoe you blow me 

You blow trial trin to walk a mile in my circoni' 


[Chorus 2X] 


[Masta Killa (Method Man)] 

(AHHHHH!!!!) 

We just touched down, Wu shuttle, private jet 

Stepped off the plane, the world wept 

Roll with the Witty Unpredictable 

Talent All Natural, rock with the bangles of hip-hop 

Mathematical imperial manifestation of greatness 

Make wizes scream and shout at the top of their breath essence 

Captured on tape is precious, bless mic pure defness 

Awaken from you sleep mistake 

When the God bring rain, hail, snow to the earthquake! *echoes* 


[Chorus 2X] 


[Kung Fu sample] 

You've been busy 

Are you mastered? 

{*Repeat 3x*} 

You've been busy here..