You scream, as it enters your bloodstream

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Friends,

My favorite hip-hop verse always takes me back to 1997, trudging through the Arts quad with that biting Ithaca wind in my face as I wondered why I signed up for an 8am lecture and whether my Walkman batteries were gonna make it through the day.

The verse belongs to Masta Killa on Wu-Tang’s Da Mystery of Chessboxin’

Begins at 3:24 and continues for 40 seconds:

The lyrics:

One of the reasons this I’ve always been drawn to the verse is the clever self-referential maneuver — the bold lyric “the flow, changes like a chameleon…” telegraphs the change in cadence you hear in the highlighted lyric “Disguised like a lie…”

The pace and content of the lyrics combine to peak tension before resolving to a mic-drop victory that you can’t help but pantomime when you car karaoke.

I don’t know how the mind works, maybe this verse is sitting in my white matter cache, because it came right back to me when I read a recent piece