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[by:天琴实验室AI生成v1.0]
[00:01.890]The Abduction -Tony Touch
[00:04.050](GZA)
[00:04.230]Okay.. the GZA
[00:06.150]Tony Touch classic, knowhatI'msayin?
[00:09.390]We gonna bang y'all, in the head one time
[00:11.880]Blaze up on y'all one time real fast (Do the mix and all that sh*t)
[00:14.730]Knamsayin, word up (Make it make it a record real quick, do yo' thang)
[00:16.680]Throw ya seatbelts on, ahhight?
[00:17.430](Yeah, hook it up, make it a record, get down yo)
[00:19.380]I take y'all niggas straight, +Beneath the Surface+
[00:21.810]to the core, if it ain't raw its worthless
[00:24.720]Pentab professional, hold the ink
[00:26.610]while river rats fall off the raft and sink
[00:28.950]Tony let a brother Touch, twenty bar rush
[00:31.380]The way we push through equivalent to rocket thrust
[00:33.810]Allah just, I lay it for the mix tapes
[00:36.210]Quick to quake a label-mate
[00:37.590]The sound came outta rusted crate
[00:39.600]Surrounded by cobwebs
[00:41.070]Beat smooth enough to slide through like bobsleds
[00:43.560]On a cold white snow, plus with the right flow
[00:46.320]Wu-Tang niggaz they shine and make the mic glow
[00:48.360](Masta Killa)
[00:48.870]We killin all gorillin with all that screwfacin
[00:50.670]Pacin back and forth looking savage, stop it
[00:52.920](RZA aka Bobby Digital)
[00:53.460]Whether plugged in or plugged out
[00:54.360]Iron drill mugged or thugged out
[00:56.160]Blood in or blood out, son was bugged out
[00:58.470]Might look at you and slice you
[01:00.090]Buck fifty face stupid and say but run Nike swoop
[01:02.700]Who the f**k you think let y'all wild niggas in
[01:04.709]Allowed you to put down ya guns,and raise ya pen
[01:07.230]Ruler Zig-Zag-Zig, we don't f**k with no pig
[01:09.720]We teach the kids, you rather have a bullet or a word to your wig
[01:13.350]Murder rates increases, bullet holes the size of fifty cent pieces
[01:17.010]Don't worry about the w**d or p**sy, I read books
[01:19.440]I'm liable to mate'cha king with three rooks
[01:21.960]You see the Wu W raised in black fists
[01:24.120]Maybe Tony Touch, Concord needle will scratch this
[01:26.610]The ice cube link you bough, from the Jew for 80 G's
[01:29.700]was only appraised at fourty-two
[01:31.470]Gazed upon by the eyes of multitude
[01:33.870]of people, who would trade gold for food
[01:36.240]I heard boar's head killed more than nuclear's warhead
[01:38.790]Or street serfs who walk around dressed in all red
[01:41.130]Bobby Digi said if you ever encounter Allah beef
[01:43.560]Break my sons Doc Doom and Crisis wit a nice piece
[01:45.930](Masta Killa)
[01:46.230]Penetrate on mix tape, with the legislation
[01:48.660]Illustrate constant elevation
[01:50.370]Spark friction, Shawshank Golden Arm Redemption
[01:53.220]Endorsed my the Masta inscription signature
[01:55.170](Inspecta Deck)
[01:55.500]Off top my unorthodox style of attack
[01:57.600]is like Hannibal rollin on elephant's backs
[02:00.060]Pack a long barrel, bustin off strong ammo
[02:02.670]My light so vast I cast twenty foot shadows
[02:05.130]First family, fifth cappo, micro to macro
[02:08.160]Load it in ya head play it back slow
[02:10.289]Act like you know, this is no drill
[02:12.360]Murderous rap revealed goin for kill
[02:14.490]On these New York city sidewalks we walk
[02:16.860]Camoflauge, dodgin the eyes of the hawk
[02:19.440]Kani Sport, totin the fifth, slidin off
[02:21.840]My live source movin across with brute force
[02:24.390]Bloodsport, anymore heads face the blade
[02:26.730]Fakers must fade, the stakes are now raised
[02:29.040]Words of murder, suspense, and intrigue
[02:31.260]Make major league niggaz show signs of fatigue
[02:33.840]My Killer Bees span wider than seven seas
[02:36.300]Squeeze on MC's, with bullet train speed
[02:38.790]Tony's Touch create more gold than Midas
[02:41.100]Ya highness, all in ya head, like ya hair stylus
[02:43.440](Ghostface Killa)
[02:43.740]Frosty mug, big ring leaders top secret thug
[02:46.230]Lampin in cheaters or in thaw with the murder glove
[02:48.600]Boat of the town, devilish grin look peculiar
[02:50.850]Swung on this faggot, knocked the windows outta Silvia's
[02:53.370]Timb's got scuffed up, my ankles got sprained, that's my word
[02:56.130]To ever single seat I smack flames
[02:58.020]Staten Island's bayside of teachers of Elijah
[03:00.420]Thrown out the temple, non-calodic wit the father
[03:03.240]Nickname's Pudding, Clarence 13X before the Will Smith's
[03:05.940]and the limelights of Cuba Gooding
[03:07.770]Lost in the cosmos, explodin through a quasar
[03:10.230]Be duckin pulsars, organic stay still be the Gods
[03:14.520]Tony Touch, Tony Touch
[03:16.920]Word up
[03:19.800]Big Face Ghost in effect