GZA - Duel Of The Iron Mic Lyrics

Why must one force another to kill another?

This is one of the greatest songs ever recorded! ✊

334 people lost in The Duel of the Iron Mic

Gaadam this track STILLLLL go HARRRRDDD!!!🔥🐝👐

Damn I miss good Rap and beats .. this album is still sick in 20 as it was in '95

This song feels like winter.

I’m banging this 2020 -🔁🔥🔥

Shout out to the Mo fuckas who was wilding out in these days cuz i know i was in NYC.

Clásico siempre vaser un clasico

329 mumble lovers so far ...how dare they thumb down this hip hop...classic

I see your using an old style

These kids will never understand

👍👍👍

We need that INSPECTAH DECK album lost to the flood in RZA basement.
I/we know those beats were classic epic RZA with Deck at his best most raw...

This album changed a 20 year old me..
I needed deep slang with deep RZA beats just to maintain a headmob

SCHOOL LIBRARY TEST, Jailed ??????

2020??!!!!

i played this on blast and my house burned down.

One of the greatest hip hop albums ever!

Interesting for it for so far into it. The ebb and flow are of life's forlorn counter-moves, a defensive driving the girth with mirth.

I be that whiskey In ya liver...

Well hells in realms no wells of cells condemed to die in the end left with no friend just to contend

Stand out tune from one of the best hip hop albums in history. All verses are serious business....Gza, Masta Killa, Deck with ODB on the chorus... Love it..

inspectah deck is a monster bro

GZA one of the greatest of all times.

Where is the intro from?????

Love the comments. Greatest album ever probably. This album didn't get the recognition it should have. Blessed to know them, and seeing them at the cotillion in Brooklyn in bensonhurst in 1991..ever since then the rest is history.

Perfect

WTF!!!!...we gotta play this back at 25% for those who are confused with the first 5 seconds of GZA's rhyme...MASTERFUL IN THE PEN GAME..THIS IS CRIMINALLY OVERLOOKED AND IGNORED BY THE IGNORANT...

kis in they vaginas

Gza's verse changed my life at 31 yrs old. Wu-Tang is forever

Bruh this album make you feel like anything is possible.. Been in Brooklyn 25 years and I swear.. ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE!!! keep goin for your dream

Who lowkey want a hood martial arts fighter tv show?

Same here.

Deck, Masta and GZA need to make an album together

Slappin the shit outta this!

I fuckin love this whole album. Definitely a top classic album coming out of the wu

Dislike. Really? Wtfff

Anyone recommend anymore songs like this ?

This that wu tang track when they first start recording in the saga show?

West coast love

The Genius

wtf jamie yeah sorry for being a cunt

312 people who gave thumbs down are out to lunch

Iron Banner, Destiny 2

💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💪🏆🏆🏆💪💪🏆🏆💪💪🏆🏆🏆🏆🏆o my god this is sick

WU-TANG FOREVER

Hey y'all
Wu Tang forever!!!
My God...best in the fuckn game. No question

2019-20 Still bangin
Wu Tang forever.

Aye man this that album you put in when you feel discouraged and by the end.. Re Up Re Load and push again..

Beat goes hard

yo.... picture blood baths in the elevators shafts

52 fatal strikes is O.D.B referring to 52 blocks?

@Jk Green you sure?

The money dont grow on trees and theres thievin mcs who cut throat to rake leaves they cant breathe

Still a banger

"I'll be that whisky in your liver "

Picture bloodbaths and elevator shafts
Like these murderous rhymes tight from genuine craft
Check the print, it's where veterans spark the letterings
Slow moving mc's is waitin for the editin
The liquid soluble that made up the chemistry
A gaseous element, that burned down your ministry
Herbal vapors, and biblical papers
Smokin exodus, every square yard is plush
Fuck the screw-faced photo sessions facial expression
Leaves impressions, try to keep a shark nigga guessin
Give crazy shouts son here's the outcome
Cut across the semi-gloss rhymes you floss
Shit is outdated, just like neckloads of sterlings
Suede-fronts, bell-bottoms, and tri-colored shearlings
I ain't particular, I bang like vehicular homicides
On July 4th in bed-stuy
Where money don't grown on trees and there's thievin mc's
Who cut-throat to rake leaves
They can't breathe, blood splash, rushin fast
Like runnin rivers, I be that whiskey in your liver

Duel of the iron mic, it's the fifty-two fatal strikes!

This is not a eighty-five affair, made clear
When the gods get on to perform storms blew up
Wu's up, causin the crowd to self-destruct
Killer bees are stingin somethin while I reveal
Science, that's heavily guarded by the culprit
Bombin your barracks, with aerodynamic
Swordplay, poison darts by the doorway
Minds that's laced with explosive doses
Damagin lyrical launcher
Lunge at the youthful offender then injure
Any contender, testin the murderous master
Could lead to disaster, dynamite thoughts
Explode through your barrier, rips the retina
Who can withstand the astonishing punishing
Stings to the sternum, shocked in the hip-hop livestock
Seekin for a serum, to cure em

Adults kill for drugs plus the young bucks bust
Duckin handcuffs, throats get cut when dough rush
Out of town foes look shook but still pose
We move lioke real pros through the streets we stroll
Bullet holes lace the windows in one-six oh
So control the avenues that's the dream that's sold
Building lobbies are graveyards for small-timers
Bitches caught in airports, keys in they vaginas
No peace, yo the police mad corrupt
You get bagged up, dependin if you're passin the cut
Plus shorty's not a shorty no more, he's livin heartless
Regardless of the charges, claims to be the hardest
Individual, critical thoughts, criminal minded
Blinded by illusion, findin it confusin

Duel of the iron mics
It's that fifty-two fatal strikes
Duel of the iron mics
It's that fifty-two fatal strikes, nuh

This ma shiizzzzz!!!!

Wu at it's best, no one could test,
WU TANG

Master fkn kills straight murdered the track.

I'm 40 years old and I remember going to video rental place with my dad and he rented Shogun Assassin on VHS. I Still Rock the DVD and that's a memory that I will keep with me til I'm put Six Feet Under. For those of you that don't know, the Lone Wolf fucks the challenging son up, no challenge.

Masterpiece

When my name was mad one I heard this s*** and went crazy LOL

Respect is everything in life. If you have none, you are going to die an edgelord.

Mumble rap millennials gtfo.

[Intro]
Oh, mad one, we see your trap
You can never escape your fate
Submit with honor to a duel with my son
I agree

I see you're using an old style
I wondered where you'd learned it from
You know very well, it's yours too
Heh, I had forgotten, will you show me?
And what have you come for?
You come here, since you're so interested - fight me

[Verse 1: GZA]
Yo, picture bloodbaths in elevator shafts
Like these murderous rhymes tight from genuine craft
Check the print, it's where veterans spark the letterings
Slow-moving MCs is waiting for the editing
The liquid soluble that made up the chemistry
A gaseous element, that burned down your ministry
Herbal vapors and biblical papers
Smoking Exodus, every square yard is plush
Fuck the screw-faced photo sessions, facial expression
Leaves impression, try to keep a sharp nigga guessing
Give crazy shouts, son, here's the outcome
Cut across the semi-gloss rhymes you floss
Shit is outdated, just like neckloads of Sterlings
Suede-fronts, bell-bottoms, and tri-colored Shearlings
I ain't particular, I bang like vehicular homicides
On July 4th, from Bed-Stuy
Where money don't grow on trees and there's thieving MC's
Who cut-throat to rake leaves
They can't breathe, blood splash, rushing fast
Like running rivers, I be that whiskey in your liver

[Hook: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
Duel of the Iron Mic!
It's the fifty-two fatal strikes!

[Verse 2: Masta Killa]
This is not a '85 affair made clear
When the Gods get on to perform storms blew up
Wu's up, causing the crowd to self-destruct
Killer Beez are stinging something while I reveal
Science that's heavily guarded by the culprit
Bombing your barracks with aerodynamic
Swordplay, poison darts by the doorway
Minds that's laced with explosive doses
Damaging lyrical launcher
Lunge at the youthful offender then injure
Any contender, testing the murderous Master
Could lead to disaster, dynamite thoughts
Explode through your barrier, rips the retina
Who can withstand the astonishing punishing
Stings to the sternum, shocked in the Hip Hop livestock
Seeking for a serum to cure 'em

[Verse 3: Inspectah Deck]
Adults kill for drugs plus the young bucks bust
Ducking handcuffs, throats get cut when dough rush
Out of town foes look shook but still pose
We move like real pros through the streets we stroll
Bullet holes lace the windows in one-six-oh
So control the avenues that's the dream that's sold
Building lobbies are graveyards for small-timers
Bitches caught in airports, Ki's in they vaginas
No peace, yo the police mad corrupt
You get bagged up, depending if you're passing the cut
Plus shorty's not a shorty no more, he's living heartless
Regardless of the charges, claims to be the hardest
Individual, critical thoughts, criminal minded
Blinded by illusion, finding it confusing

[Hook]
Duel of the Iron Mic!
It's the fifty-two fatal strikes!
Duel of the Iron Mic!
It's the fifty-two fatal strikes!

[Outro]
Huh, Master, he must be dreaming, heh
Well, if he is dreaming then he must be asleep
And if he's asleep, then I will wake him up!

At the height of their fame and glory, they turned on one another
Each struggling in vain for ultimate supremacy
In the passion and depth of their struggle
The very art that had raised them to such Olympian heights was lost
Their techniques vanished

One of my favorite emcees

2019 here I am lol Classic!!!

Gza came in with perfect rhyme cadence on this beat!!

👌🏾

My nigga inspecta deck went crazy on this word💪 wutang classic

Here chilling in 2028

when humans are extinct and the new species is studying art history. this album will be a lesson of its own when it comes to hip hop.

Picture bloodbaths and elevator shafts
Like these murderous rhymes tight from genuine craft
Check the print, it's where veterans spark the letterings
Slow moving mc's is waitin for the editin
The liquid soluble that made up the chemistry
A gaseous element, that burned down your ministry
Herbal vapors, and biblical papers
Smokin exodus, every square yard is plush
Fuck the screw-faced photo sessions facial expression
Leaves impressions, try to keep a shark nigga guessin
Give crazy shouts son here's the outcome
Cut across the semi-gloss rhymes you floss
Shit is outdated, just like neckloads of sterlings
Suede-fronts, bell-bottoms, and tri-colored shearlings
I ain't particular, I bang like vehicular homicides
On July 4th in bed-stuy
Where money don't grown on trees and there's thievin mc's
Who cut-throat to rake leaves
They can't breathe, blood splash, rushin fast
Like runnin rivers, I be that whiskey in your liver
Duel of the iron mic, it's the fifty-two fatal strikes!
This is not a eighty-five affair, made clear
When the gods get on to perform storms blew up
Wu's up, causin the crowd to self-destruct
Killer bees are stingin somethin while I reveal
Science, that's heavily guarded by the culprit
Bombin your barracks, with aerodynamic
Swordplay, poison darts by the doorway
Minds that's laced with explosive doses
Damagin lyrical launcher
Lunge at the youthful offender then injure
Any contender, testin the murderous master
Could lead to disaster, dynamite thoughts
Explode through your barrier, rips the retina
Who can withstand the astonishing punishing
Stings to the sternum, shocked in the hip-hop livestock
Seekin for a serum, to cure em
Adults kill for drugs plus the young bucks bust
Duckin handcuffs, throats get cut when dough rush
Out of town foes look shook but still pose
We move lioke real pros through the streets we stroll
Bullet holes lace the windows in one-six oh
So control the avenues that's the dream that's sold
Building lobbies are graveyards for small-timers
Bitches caught in airports, keys in they vaginas
No peace, yo the police mad corrupt
You get bagged up, dependin if you're passin the cut
Plus shorty's not a shorty no more, he's livin heartless
Regardless of the charges, claims to be the hardest
Individual, critical thoughts, criminal minded
Blinded by illusion, findin it confusin
Duel of the iron mics
It's that fifty-two fatal strikes
Duel of the iron mics
It's that fifty-two fatal strikes, nuh

This fukin beat is like champagne and tech 9s sittin on a golden chessboard

Inspectah deck verse( Thugs kill for drugs plus the Young Bucks bust ducking handcuffs throats get cut when doe rush).💯💯🔥🔥🔥💪🏿💪🏿

2019 going on 2020

FUCK EVERYTHING ELSE,THE FIGHT SCENE IN THE INTRO, WHAT DOES IT BELONG TO, SOMEBODY GOT HANDLED

Things start and end up, but wu is forever

Bitches caught in airports, keys in they vaginas...

Rza / Gza / Masta killa / Odb / Inspecta deck. = Duel of the iron mic.

The way Wu-Tang swap n drop mics is phenomenal. No break in the beat, just rip it and pass it to the next.

Duel of the iron mic it's the 52 fatal strikes!!!! The first hip hop album I bought with my own money. Love this album

I see your using an old style i wonder where you learned it fromm

👐U TANG FOREVER!!!!!!!

Picture bloodbaths and elevator shafts
Like these murderous rhymes tight from genuine craft
Check the print, it's where veterans spark the letterings
Slow moving mc's is waitin for the editin
The liquid soluble that made up the chemistry
A gaseous element, that burned down your ministry
Herbal vapors, and biblical papers
Smokin exodus, every square yard is plush
Fuck the screw-faced photo sessions facial expression
Leaves impressions, try to keep a shark nigga guessin
Give crazy shouts son here's the outcome
Cut across the semi-gloss rhymes you floss
Shit is outdated, just like neckloads of sterlings
Suede-fronts, bell-bottoms, and tri-colored shearlings
I ain't particular, I bang like vehicular homicides
On July 4th in bed-stuy
Where money don't grown on trees and there's thievin mc's
Who cut-throat to rake leaves
They can't breathe, blood splash, rushin fast
Like runnin rivers, I be that whiskey in your liver
Duel of the iron mic, it's the fifty-two fatal strikes!
This is not a eighty-five affair, made clear
When the gods get on to perform storms blew up
Wu's up, causin the crowd to self-destruct
Killer bees are stingin somethin while I reveal
Science, that's heavily guarded by the culprit
Bombin your barracks, with aerodynamic
Swordplay, poison darts by the doorway
Minds that's laced with explosive doses
Damagin lyrical launcher
Lunge at the youthful offender then injure
Any contender, testin the murderous master
Could lead to disaster, dynamite thoughts
Explode through your barrier, rips the retina
Who can withstand the astonishing punishing
Stings to the sternum, shocked in the hip-hop livestock
Seekin for a serum, to cure em
Adults kill for drugs plus the young bucks bust
Duckin handcuffs, throats get cut when dough rush
Out of town foes look shook but still pose
We move lioke real pros through the streets we stroll
Bullet holes lace the windows in one-six oh
So control the avenues that's the dream that's sold
Building lobbies are graveyards for small-timers
Bitches caught in airports, keys in they vaginas
No peace, yo the police mad corrupt
You get bagged up, dependin if you're passin the cut
Plus shorty's not a shorty no more, he's livin heartless
Regardless of the charges, claims to be the hardest
Individual, critical thoughts, criminal minded
Blinded by illusion, findin it confusin
Duel of the iron mics
It's that fifty-two fatal strikes
Duel of the iron mics
It's that fifty-two fatal strikes, nuh

Duel of the iron mic, it's the 52 fatal strike

I know it's GZA's album, but whenever the Inspectah drops in, it's like a rupture in the time and space of the track, that Wu member was supposed to be the greatest of them all.

Interesting and coincidentally discussin that now on FB. Top 3 verses in the Clan. Imo he's the most skilled for sure, but not overall best w/ weak solos, except US I like Cappadonna too, but to me in order of Wu best INS , GZA , GFK , RAE , METH , everyone else. INS drops fire everytime

The more I listen the more I realize RZA was the loop digga before Madlib and did the “chipmunk soul” before ‘Ye he really doesn’t get enough credit as a producer 🚫🧢

Deck went hard

Dedicated to iron mike tyson

Hot shit

In the moonlight the tiger strike

LOL damn, Im a youngin so forgive me but I just noticed the back of this cd has that tale/message on it. These new age wannabes can say what they want, but theirs no creativity like that in "hip-pop". Hip-Hop is the original.

This beat is so hard makes me wanna viciously attack it

Ispectah is reeeeally underrated as a wordsmith

Adi Murenzi ...
K Rino - Wordsmith
Chino XL - Wordsmith

@Syed Isamuddin many are underrated but we are commenting on this song and the leaders on that track. Love to all the underdogz

Adi Murenzi I guess ur right. Tbh all wu tang members should be in the goat conversations.

@Syed Isamuddin in those words me and u are brothers.

Gza is one of the most crisp on the mic. Perfect diction

The beats pure filthy..