[Hook: GZA]
Don`t trust a stranger, my weapons`ll bang ya
Don`t trust a stranger, my weapons`ll bang ya
Don`t trust a stranger, my weapons`ll bang ya
[GZA]
Yea, anotha Wu Banga, strangler
Y`all better watch for these swords as they swing
`cause you know we ain`t playing, son
Worldwide, Japan, check it out..
{*imitating the beat*}
Attack the track like a suicidal bomber
Lyrical assault from experienced rhymer
Niggas sleep, end up dead in a recliner
Witness forget, enforce the Alzheimer
Flying kicks and numbchuck sticks
I speak a verse and break bricks
I throw the first blow
Reach out, steal ya heart on the low
Infectious beats laid down by Nigo
Seven GrandMasters had 5 Deadly Venomz
Metal darts hit the body, then explode in `em
I swing the gold chain, my whole name is slang
Crack the window pane, shots stain ya brain
[Chorus 4X: GZA]
Enter the Chamber, watch for the danger
Don`t trust a stranger, my weapons`ll bang ya
[Prodigal Sunn]
Yo, yo..
In these black streets some pack heat, I stash Shieks
My heartbeat is like stone, steal and concrete
Mental athlete, I smack defeat, crack cheeks
Front and scream in peace, we leave ya whole click deceased
In break bread with Shinobi, Isreal the Golden Shield
Shaleek, Jah Shameek, I conversate with Iron Shiek
King Masada, they never ever win, the Godfather
Worldly author, visual rapper, the Pearl Harbor
Superficial lava, I burnt the City of Gomorrah
Through a life of horror, I spoke the tongue of a lawyer
My holy aura generates the blood of the Tora
and if you out of order you can`t escape from my slaughter
I turn steam into water, ask ya crew about the shot-caller
Legendary, human brawler, brawler, brawler..
[Chorus]
[GZA]
You know what I see? Potential..
Check, check, check, check it, check..
Check, check, check..
I see guerillas in the mist
with bathing apes, within an eclipse
Carriers of hip-hop tapes, ripping in a milk-crate
Athletic MC`s, do tracks around the lap, still sting like the Bees
While the gates`ll rip the tea-house up in the tree-house
You walk around the trap, bisect like a free mouse
My Wu-Tang logo on the back of a kimono
Beat played in the background, on the phono
My Kung Fu, be the tough Wu
Look for the dragons when they come through
On the manual, the title`s in Boston caligraphy
I swing the sword, heads rolling respectively
[Chorus 4X]
[Outro: Prodigal Sunn *during chorus*]
Enter the Chamber, Enter the Chamber
Enter the Chamber, Chamber
Enter the Chamber
Enter the Chamber
Walk these dogs, moving with Allah
