Wu-Tang: 7th Chamber Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[G]Niggaz on the left, brag shit to dea[D]th
Now [G]hoods on the right,
wild for the night
Punks in the [D]back,
[G]c' mon and [D]at tract to what
[G]Clan in da front,
[A]let your feet stomp
Niggaz on the [G]left, brag shit to death
Hoods on the right, wild for the night
Punks in the back,
c'mon and attract [E]to what
This goes back [D]to nineteen[G]

[Verse 2]
[A][G]
[E]Ahem, [D]che[G]ck [A]it,[G]
[E]yo
GOOD MORNING [D]VIETNAM![G][A][G]
[E]Yeah, good morning [D]to [G]all you
motherfuckin notty- [A]headed niggaz
Word to the camoflouge large niggaz
[D]Bitch niggaz fuckin my body
[A]Bring that fuckin meth in here
Yo yo yo yo
Now we [E]gonna drink some good

[Verse 3]
Nightrain
[A]Champion gear that I rock,
you get your boots knocked
Then attack [G]you like a pit
that lock [E]shit DOWN
As I come and [A]freaks the sound, hardcore
but [G]giving you more [A]and more, like ding!
Nah shorty, get you open like [E]six packs
Killer Bees attack, [D]flippin what,
murder one, [A]phat tracks
A'ight? I [G]kick it like a Night Flite!
[E]Word lif[D]e, I get that ass
while [G]I'm fulla spite!
[A]Check the method from Bed[G]rock,
cause I rock ya [E]head to bed
Just [D]like rockin what? [G]Twin [A]glocks!
Shake the ground while my
[G]beats just break you down
[E]Raw sound, we goi[G]ng to war right now
[A]So, yo, bombin
[G]We Usually Take [E]All Niggaz Garments
Save ya [D]breath before I [G]bomb it

[Verse 4]
I be [A]that insane nigga from
[G]the psycho ward
I'm on [E]the trigger,
plus I got [D]the Wu- Tang sword
[G]So how you fig[A]ure that you
can even [G]fuck with mine?
Hey, [E]yo, RZA! Hit me with
[D]that shit one [G]time!
And pull a [A]foul,
niggaz save the [G]beef on the cow
[E]I'm milkin this ho, this is [D]MY show, [G]tical
The [A]FUCK you wanna do? More
[G]than Spike Lee's Do
I'm like a [E]sniper,
hyper off the [D]ginseng [G]root
[A]PLO style, buddha mon[G]ks
with the owls
So who's the fucking [D]man? Meth- Tical
[G]On [A]the chessbox
[G]Yo,

[Verse 5]
[E]yeah, yo[D]
[G]I leave the mic[A] in body bags,
my rap style has
The for[E]ce to leave you lost,
like the [A]tribe of Shabazz
Murderous material, [G]made by a mad[A]man
It's the mic [D]wrecker, Inspector, [G]bad man
[A]From the bad lands of the [G]killer,
rap fanat[E]ic
Representing with the [D]skill that's [G]iller
[A]Dare to compare,
[G]get pierced just like an ear
The zoo- we- do- wop- bop
[D]strictly hard[G]ware
[A]Armed and geared cause I just
[G]broke out the prison
[E]Charged by the system - for
[D]murdering the [G]rhythm!
Now, [A]lo and behold,
another [G]deadly episode
[E]Bound to catch another fuckin
[D]charge when I [G]explode

[Verse 6]
Slammin a [A]hy pe- ass
[D]verse til ya [E]head burst
[D]I r[G]amshack dead i[D]n the track
, and that's that
Rap [A]assassin, fastin,
quick to [E]blast [A]and hardrock
I ran [D]up in spots [G]like Fort Knox!
I'm [A]hot, top notch,
[G]Ghost thinks with logic
[E]Flashback's how I at[D]tacked
your whole [G]project
I'm [A]raw, I'm rugged and
[G]raw! I repeat, if [E]I die
My seed'll be [D]ill like me
[G]Approach[A]in me,
you out of respect, [G]chops ya neck
I [E]get vexed, like crashing up
a [D]phat- ass [G]Lex'
So clear the [A]way, make way,
[G]yo! Open the cage
Peace, [E]I'm out, jettin like a [D]runaway slave
[G]Yo Ya gettin

[Verse 7]
[A]
stripped from ya garments,
boy, [G]run ya jewels
While the [E]meth got me open
[D]like falopian tube[G]s
I bring death to a snake
when he least expect
Ain't a damn thing [D]changed,
boy, Protect [G]Ya Neck
Ruler [A]Zig Zag, Zig- [G]Al lah jam is fatal
Quick to stick my [E]Wu- Tang [G]sword
right through ya navel
Suspenseful, plus [A]bein bought
[G]through my utensil
The [E]pencil, I break strong
[D]winds up [G]against your
[A]Abbot, that run up through your
[G]county like the Maverick
[E]Caps through the tablets,
I [D]gots to make the [G]fabrics[A][G]

[Verse 8]
[E]Are you, uh,[D] ah, uh
[G]Are you a war[A]rior? Killer? Sli[G]cin
shit like [E]a samurah
The Ol' Dirty [D]Bastard[G]
[A]VUNDABAH
Ol' Dirty clan of ter[G]rorists
Comin [E]atcha ass like a sorceress,
[D]shootin' that PISS!
[A]Niggaz be gettin on my fuck
[G]in nerves
Rhymes they be kickin make me [E]wanna
kick they [D]fuckin ass [G]to the cur[A]b
I got funky [G]fresh, like the old special[E]ist
A carrier, mes[D]senger, [G]bury ya
[A]This experience is [G]for the whole experience
Let it be ap[D]plied,
and THEN DROP THAT [G]SCIENCE
[A][G]

[Verse 9]
[E]My [D]my [G]my
[A]My Clan is thick like [G]plaster
Bust ya, [E]slash ya
Slit a nigga [D]back like a
[G]Dutch Mas[A]ter Killer
Style jumped [G]off and Killa, Hill- [A]er
I was the [D]thriller in the Ali- Fra[G]zier Manilla
[A]I came down with pha[G]t tracks
that combine and interlock
[D]Like getting smashed by a
[G]cinder [A]block
Blaow! Now it's all [G]over
Niggaz seeing pink hearts,
[D]yellow moons
orange stars and [G]green clover[A]s[G]

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