The 7th Ring

By Gab Gotcha

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Gab Gotcha:

Welcome to the 7th Ring

Last of the Chambers

Castrater, hater

Mastering the saber

Waving paper

Blazing major

Violate the dispensary

I medicate phonetically

I fornicate poetically with energy

Gotcha, the pedigree

I sponsor the Weaponry

The monster, the leather gene menace with the chemistry

The God of War

Cracking them medusa heads up on the wall

Packing Thor

When the hammer drops you can stack them all

Pack em all

Something where you rest

Now we crack a thug

On the floor violate the best

Yeah you're catching yours

Straight track dropping raps

We attack them all

Paint cracks from the heat winter spring and fall

Summing numbers in December

While they slumber I dismember

Lowkey while I beef with the avengers

That's torrential, consequential

Monumental to the game, we're essential

Rza:

The chambers is everlasting, this is for the chambers, boy

I'm saying.. poisonous thoughts.. we coming to cure the sickness in the hiphop

Brothers coming out here with all that garbage.. He said she said

RnB watered down washed out versions of music

We bring y'all the dirty uncut

Old Dirty Bastard:

Where ever you come from, whereever you're at

If you're down with me, then let's roll

(you didn't know me!)

Gab Gotcha:

Chamber music, I shake melodical acoustics

At a rate that produces epilepsy to the users

I'm a bonafide seducer, pipelane drug abuser

Night playing in the cruiser, burning sour sipping souza

Jimmy Keys gimme what I need homie, gimme Gs

Many bleed when they try to speed homie many leave

Many flee

Casket made of cake when they bury me

Standing at the gates with a crate full of memories

One of the best am i not?

Respect, check the history

If not, fuck a hater

Cause how I feel ain't a mystery

If y'all hot, then I must be scorching

I'm lighting torches with methodic

Lightning verses without caution

Gasoline dreams, nightmares made of fire

Built to fuel my desire when I cook what's inspired

Please check the menu, the recipe is legendary

Iron Eagle flying in the sky, the rest is secondary

Old Dirty Bastard:

Well i wanna know whos in the motherfucking house

Is Queens in the house?

Basically, mad raw hiphop, mad raw slang

Rza:

?? taking y'all back to the battles know what im saying?

Old Dirty Bastard:

It was something y'all never experienced before

You know Enter the Wu-Tang Clan, right? right? right? right?

Yaaa yaaaaaa

It was something that you didn't expect..

But you wanted it and you needed it, cause it was just something

That you had to do