There is very little manipulation. Masta Killa said it best; "The dumb are mostly intrigued by the bass drum!"

But I like the lot...

The track renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab wounds And leaks sounds that's heard 93 million miles away from Came one to represent the Nation This is a gathering of the masses That come to pay respects to the Wu-Tang Clan As we engage in battle, the crowd now screams in rage The high chief Jamel Irief takes the stage Light is provided through sparks of energy From the mind that travels in rhyme form Giving sight to the blind The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum Death only one can save self from This relentless attack of the track spares none

What is really meant; most people are there for the beat and don't care about the lyrical art form. They travel with mind deformed from media sound bytes. The less aware only care about how they are compared. Say what you want, they don't listen. It's pissing in the wind, hoping to .win

There is very little manipulation. Masta Killa said it best; "The dumb are mostly intrigued by the bass drum!"

But I like the lot...

The track renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab wounds And leaks sounds that's heard 93 million miles away from Came one to represent the Nation This is a gathering of the masses That come to pay respects to the Wu-Tang Clan As we engage in battle, the crowd now screams in rage The high chief Jamel Irief takes the stage Light is provided through sparks of energy From the mind that travels in rhyme form Giving sight to the blind The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum Death only one can save self from This relentless attack of the track spares none

What is really meant; most people are there for the beat and don't care about the lyrical art form. They travel with mind deformed from media sound bytes. The less aware only care about how they are compared.

There is very little manipulation. Masta Killa said it best; "The dumb are mostly intrigued by the bass drum!"

But I like the lot...

The track renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab wounds And leaks sounds that's heard 93 million miles away from Came one to represent the Nation This is a gathering of the masses That come to pay respects to the Wu-Tang Clan As we engage in battle, the crowd now screams in rage The high chief Jamel Irief takes the stage Light is provided through sparks of energy From the mind that travels in rhyme form Giving sight to the blind The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum Death only one can save self from This relentless attack of the track spares none