Artist: Wu-Tang Clan, Cappadonna Album: The Man with the Iron Fists O.S.T. Song: Six Directions of Boxing Typed by: Cno Evil [sample] Are we not the strongest? Huh? I say we move with power and strike now! [Intro: U-God] Yo, it's like this, yo [U-God] When I'm locked down I use Timbs as my shower slippers I'm in the background, mingling with the powder flippers In the basement, hard body, power lifters I crush shower in the sifters, see how I lift her? Universal God, I stay scientific The Kid with the Golden Arms, Iron Fister Stay Asiatic, so cinematic Noise in the attic, bang out with them automatics It's hood politics, that bring the hunger back I'm straight chopping wood, call me the lumberjack Check the catalog, put out a hundred packs Watch for drug sniffing dogs, they coming from the back I'm straight thunder clap, the funky drummer's back It's pure Dopium, give 'em a heart attack I stay stacking plaques, like ancient artifacts Joe Namath in the game, I'm the quarterback [Ghostface Killah] Yo, eight balls of coke, blunt to the greenery Pounds in the trunk, get you a concrete scenery Hand made ox'll get you duffed in the mess hall Snitch niggas run to C.O.'s to confess all This is street knowledge, now that I school college Like a speech from The GZA, sharp like The RZA Go run with a scissor, nigga, the true fizzer Truth number, drop a few jewels in the booth Used to boost cracks, stuff 'em inside of a tennis ball And throw 'em when they rushing the block, trust no cops Driving around with two mitts in my socks Cooked coke'll get you more trouble then money Don't crawl with the dust juice, the pigs is hungry You think they ain't watching, they watching, while you uptown copping Back home, while you cooking and chopping They scheming on the block, waiting to get it popping [GZA] He had a sword and an ax that cuts Under a robe that was woven from silver and gold and waxed it up His army was so great, the quantity His crops and life stock, boost the economy Many will travel by boat to see him His image adorn most schools and coliseums A merchant hustle those silk and velvets Portrait illuminated when the torch was well light Picture so beautiful painted, that One thought agree to move, cuz it will leave a mood Or energy, you see his wife practice yoga Made herbal enhancers that have saved the soldiers God with treasures, in the chambers, halls and votes Well prepared for all assaults, heavy guarded village Armed with the sharpest weapons, designed to pierce And cause blood spillage [Masta Killa] From a young teen, my murder team inspired by crimes See Allah Just' granted permission, for my position So now I write rhymes escaping this repetitive cycle Swinging dimes, losing time, doing hard time Teaching ya'll mathematically, come see The epitome of what you wanna be, M.C. My semi auto gun, mandatory at the sound clash The mic touch, dance mouth shut, pounds of the best Green, glass bottles of Don, I sip the liquor slow Flow so devastating when I go solo Even when I'm dolo, pretty gun I'm holding Head swollen off the solid gold soul Iron Mic Pole beat your face like you stole something, trust me Livin' life royalty, all wise and healthy Welcome to the best of me, from knowledge to infinity Never stopping my trajectory, I'm galactic [Cappadonna] Yo, peace to all of the Gods and all of the earths We've been building like this ever since the first day of birth The more I start to build, the better I feel Keep ignorant niggas from me, use dummies for shield You not God body, son, you just garbage and real snotty Cherry head gaylords still stuck in the lobby This the first now born, son, I'm blessed with mad lessons Conquer crazy devils, my mind is a weapon You can't fast with me, and avoid the swine You degenerate MC, I'm the best of mankind Allah U Akbar, straight jews and real stars I'm down with The RZA, got help for the widow son Pop off on you, you ain't nothing to me dunn-dunn Original Taizeen, holy water, the Visine Designated wordplay, God respect my dean Shine on little stars and respect the queen [Inspectah Deck] New York Giant, call me Deck Umenyiora Fresh with the water connect, two and a quarter Deal with the dealer, don't trust the transporter My job is done, once I get into the border Pedico, coke game is kilos of cocaine Hypodermic needle to the groove, I dose veins Overdose ya, you know the product is raw, right? Lines take you there like I wrote it with off white Got 'em bent up, hands looking like a tin cup Sorry, no consignment, get your ends up Move from the gate now, he on his way straight to Jake, now I'm on the hush, but my weight loud Got the shakes now, how they want it, bad Five or six heads, chippin' in for a bag I got the works like a burger deluxe Get you fixed while I'm serving it up, word to us [sample] Are we not the strongest? Huh? Are we not the strongest? Huh? Are we not the strongest?