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Wu-Tang Clan

The Wu-Tang Clan /ˈwuːtæŋ/ is an American rap group from Staten Island, New York that consists of RZA, GZA, Method Man, Raekwon, Ghostface Killah, Inspectah Deck, U-God, Masta Killa, and the late Ol' Dirty Bastard. They are frequently joined by fellow childhood friend Cappadonna, a quasi-member of the group. They were formed in (and are associated with) the New York City borough of Staten Island (U-God, Method Man, RZA, Ghostface Killah and Raekwon) (referred to by members as "Shaolin"), though some of their members are from Brooklyn (Ol Dirty Bastard, GZA and Masta Killa). more »

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2011

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I don't give a damn!
I'll kill anyone in my way

Homicide city shit 
Homicide city shit 
Yeah yeah, homicide, yo
You see the neck lit, fist glisten, chain drippin', lane shiftin'
Riding dirty dirty, got that thang, know I stay grippin'
Facin' life with it or without it bitch it's same difference
Lames drippin' if it's day or night, I'ma bang with it
Situation's sickenin' niggas broke, and they can't fix it
Dough is all I know so if you slip it, then I can't miss it
Ain't mention Sin and broke niggas, in the same sentence
Got the game twisted, mayne listen, say pimpin'
What you pushin'? Product pumpin' like a piston hardly gettin' by
Or probably gettin' high off what you pitchin', while we sittin' fly
Tryin' to keep it simplified, movin' like we Semper Fi
My niggas is born to ride, y'all niggas get sent to die
All you do is mention I, general exemplify
Sin City been gritty, ten city enterprise
About to make it twenty-five, utilize my witty mind
And improvise my goal to reach the, all-time city high
You don't want the semi flyin' nine at your Hemi fine
All you gotta do is send me mine, you got plenty time
Mad 'cause my ones up, and scared 'cause my guns bust
God's mind is divine, I'll shine on you dumb fucks
Sin never dumbstruck, dram'n on the dump pumps
Hit any man in the face they're like, sanitation dump trucks
Dodge magnum chunks up, big enough to slug thugs out
The bubble butts hop off the cots to play double dutch
Glock in a double clutch, you don't want no trouble trust
Rug cutter you're jugular, promise you your blood'll gush
Dead smack in front of us get clapped dead you front on us
Your back ledge, you rats feds can't front like you one of us
Stack bread like Wonder from the winter 'til the summer come
Upgrade to made, that's when the Benzs and the Humers come
I ain't want no Humer stunt, ask how I stack well like Maxwell
Nigga tryin' do a little some'n some'n

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