Lyrics:
a slave cop, behave pop
Blue suits who bay stop us blow that cat
At the Purple Haze spot
I remember stickin fiends at the one-six-ooh
When we was
in
Your camouflaging
Now you snitching on the squadron
That's something niggas can't pardon
City overrun by young gun with bad
Intention and Wu Wear
delivery's pedigree headed for the charts soon
Hit you in the heart like a harpoon
Like the chambers of the Wu Tang Clan
Flobots got that method man
and Kriss kross
Who da boss? Niggaz get tossed to da side
And I'm the dark side of the force, of course
It's the method man from the Wu-tang Clan
I be
old fashion
Your plaid, I'm stripes, together we be clashin'
Here's a Tunnel banger
Wu-Tang death penalty, the gas chamber
This gon' hurt me more
Wu-tang for life, yacht city
Holla at me
Call me or somethin', nigga (one)
Wish Ol' Dirty was here
We woulda murdered this shit
R.I.P
Fuck outta here
Wu-Tang for life, yacht city
Holla at me
Call me or somethin', nigga (one)
Wish Ol' Dirty was here
He woulda murdered this shit
R.I.P.
Fuck outta here
'Cause it was Bell Biv DeVoe, playing on my radio
And I had Wu-Tang Clan living in my stereo
Mama said we're 6th generation Oregonians
I was rocking
little hunches turn to matter of facts
And if I have to get the Wu-Tang Clan to come and tell how this love is
You know I ain't gonna hold back
Do ya
Aye, I've been a killer since the Wu-Tang Clan
Personality is colorful like Toucan Sam
I'm a crazy cat, Sylvester damn
I got two big guns Yosemite Sam
scared to death
Word to Method Man
She heard some Wu-Tang coming from towards the patio
She was like, "What the heck was that?"
She went to check
shit but it's all a bluff
Been through hard times but I still stay tough
And I'm on my shit like wu tang (One time)
Get that money like Bruce Wayne (Mhm)
talk it
Bout a wu tang clan
Ima grimey superman
Gun under pillow
Your girl on a my pillow
You still wanna benz
I already gotta lambo
Mess a fuck up wit
I promise we can swing
I'll be chilling with my Homies yeah we on the game
Like Wu-Tang Clan yeah I promise you get mopped quick
Choppa At nose
the Wu-Tang is the best
Dogg Pound's the best
Mic accurate, trade darts TL, slight tint DL, quick flash
Smooth as a baby's ass, lyrical addicts, murder mics
make me feel afraid
Wu-Tang is for the children, that's the scripture and phrase
See, my goals from a birds view, like Trey, under age
Now when
the Barbarian sword, being swung
Wu-Tang, invincible blade, thrust to parry
Up the Temple steps, much water got carried
In this industrious world, meet
Niggas wanna test my steez, nigga please
I black that eye like peas, you better freeze
In your tracks, a wu, tang killer bee's on ya back
I comes for
Or the conductor of the track muthafucka, that's E3
My love for the game (It's just not the same)
Unless it's Gilla House and Wu-Tang Clan in the house
Cop them
for the Wu-Tang Clan understand
I got a soul of mischief, what you know about Hiero
Jay-Z and Jaz-O, the flows'll make em bedazzled, oh shit, hold up
was to bring the Wu-Tang Clan to the top
I told my brothers, "get on the bus
I'm taking us to be the number one hip hop group in the world"
I gave
all the grimness, tryna get myself all clean
Stress-free life, you know how to dream, Wu-Tang Clan, I need that cream
Comfort me, in ton of love, I
(Sometimes I feel, like a motherless child)
(Yo yo guzzling forties, let's get it on fella, no doubt)
The wiley Wu-Tang comes back, Iron Man
(Sometimes I feel, like a motherless child)
(Yo yo guzzling forties, let's get it on fella, no doubt)
The wiley Wu-Tang comes back, Iron Man
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