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Inspectah Deck - Grand Prix Lyrics

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  • [inspectah deck]
  • Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the lyrical grand prix
  • We have our drivers racin for a $3,000,000 purse
  • Winner takes all, gentlemen start your engines...
  • Give me room, hit the tune
  • Feature presentation comin soon, early june
  • Killa bee platoon, well groomed
  • Spells doom, raise the volume
  • You react like a werewolf in a full moon
  • With the force of a trojan horse
  • Pushin, flowin, have your seatbelt fastened
  • We blastin into orbit, wu restore the new chamber
  • Wu-banger number 9, expert precision and design
  • Mastermind the plan took a matter of time
  • >from the confinds of the cold world I shine
  • Its amazin, the grace, changin in the place
  • Blazin the brakes, invadin your space
  • Which remains in the race, claimin first place
  • Raisin the stakes, its a game to disgrace
  • I hold many jewels, drop more than I wear
  • I come in peace, prepare for the warfare
  • The invincible fold, when theyre caught in the square
  • And the talk mad shit when the coast is clear
  • Yes, ladies and gentlemen
  • Weve just completed the first lap
  • [street life]
  • Blood kin, knowledge, knowledge, I build with rap scholars
  • Guns and wallets, prowess, staten island stylist
  • 12 men roster, live long, prosper
  • Street philosopher, you end up like jimmy hoffa
  • Aint a damn thing changed but the aim, bullet range
  • Strange universe, I was nursed to blow your mainframe
  • Think first, convert, all verse live in concert
  • Pull a skirt, burst, while yall niggaz star search
  • Mind yours, why you eyein mines for
  • Posin like a matten dog, I must got somethin you wanna die for
  • Touch mine, reach him up, his headline, both grant
  • 9 inch rusty splint push through your nose is vent
  • Got my eyes on the grand prize, place your bet
  • Watch me win it by a landslide, pull off an upset
  • Hold the burner close by my hands and my pocket
  • Hold the trophy high and keep my eyes on the prophet
  • [inspectah deck]
  • And a new driver has entered the contest
  • Ladies and gentlemen, driver number 99
  • In the red car...
  • [u-god]
  • Fog lights beam, car 99 supreme
  • A high-powered machine spits sparks of baroline
  • The smell of gasoline, motor roar, the crowd roars
  • The rag tuck rip, box cut caught in my jaws
  • Enforcin my laws, rap mirage in my garage
  • The grease lightnin, dusty rose, shake him, bon voyage
  • Now duel of the iron, flyin fued for you writers
  • The speed demon, rebel talk, triggers, freedom fighters
  • Was tracked in the ***** pit, Im writin exact
  • Im crushin corners, who that kid ridin the track
  • With the wu helmet, 6th nigga, 5 cars track
  • The last but not least, I bliss through the scrimmage
  • No brakes, I dart, Im racin for the finish
  • Understand my hunger for my land down under
  • Its the thunderous rush, after the sounds get crush
  • The purse snatchin pound, by all means snatch cream
  • Tear your ass out of town
  • [inspectah deck]
  • As we near the final lap
  • Team wu-tang seems to be buildin
  • A sizeable lead on the competition
  • Yo, I know how to fold em like kenny rogers
  • Popular demand, overstand these pirahnas
  • Movin on the track like a monaco gt
  • I stand out similar to 3d on your tv
  • Easily breezin watchin the speed dial climb
  • Style of rhyme, left the foes miles behind
  • Leavin skid marks on the charts
  • Aimed at the hearts of the fake, sparked on the tapes
  • Its starts from the gate, darts penetrate
  • Freestyle as the decoy to sharpen the bait
  • Holdin major weight, my supreme team dominates
  • Circulatin, takin all bets you plates
  • In and out of state, twirlin ls on the freeway
  • Ny to sc, nc to va, ga to md, ca to ky
  • Fl to il, tx to mi
  • As we near the checkered flake, ladies and gentlemen
  • Team wu-tangs holdin down the 1st, 2nd and 3rd positions
  • And it looks like its goin to be another sure win for team wu-tang
  • As they take home another pot of gold with this $3,000,000 purse
  • Rebel ins, u-god, street life
  • Get the loot, get the loot
  • Cash money yall, cash money yall, cash money yall

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