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hand Forged in fire and raised by the wu-tang clan Sharp as my sword just as deadly when i drop the s My words pass over your head cus you cant read
to T.M.F., Wu-Tang Clan Scream on it, Ghost Ayo, we at the weedgate, waiting for Jake We want eight ravioli bags, two thirsty villains yelling bellyaches
to T.M.F., Wu-Tang Clan Scream on it, Ghost Ayo, we at the weedgate, waiting for Jake We want eight ravioli bags, two thirsty villains yelling bellyaches
is on, never too black or too strong In one hour Wu-Tang Clan is about to perform Police barricade, sidewalk crowded like parades The arena now
Bobby Digital, Abbot of the Shaolin now Wit knowledge and wisdom The original sword style begin, birth of the Wu-Tang Clan
or Nightwing with a clan name Inziro Clan meets Bat Fam meets Wu-Tang I zero in with an ink katana called a pen And slice in graceful patterns, brush stroke
Shyheim, the youngest member of the Wu-Tang Clan Was jumped in a Staten Island club and his face still bears the scar And you will know my name
schemes Trust us, Cult Encounters a problem Enough of tough luck, we done learned how to solve em Wu Tang bumping as we ride the escape path out When we
bad like fast food I thought the Clan told you that the cash rules (Wu-Tang) Hit it two times with the base (one time, one time) Two times with
she gave away my pussy I'ma kill her John john phenom-enon, in japan they call me ichiban Wu-tang clan, number won! In the whole nine, I hold mine
million plus 2 million Indians Your incorrect retrospect on the situation You didn't know it was a Wu-Tang affiliation Legs speak like twigs, you're
all in together now Got played, got fresh, up- The world was bugging off this Wu-Tang nigga on the rock That was just another spot
Shyheim, the youngest member of the Wu-Tang Clan Was jumped in a Staten Island club and his face still bears the scar And you will know my name
Deep Sweat T Jazzie Joyce Wu-Tang Clan X Clan Nasir Jones Gang Starr MF Doom Busta Rhymes The mighty mighty Mos Def Common come on! Public Enemy Poor
the clan, Wu tang, call me Raekwon Used to big bro, hit his pockets, no mask on I had the numbers from city to city I was a bad lil boy like Diddy Kicked out
credit, live life light, headed I'm the madness to the method, man From a place without no WU Tang Clan But we got Ku Klux claims all up through there
bitches, made for the money too Made for the Wu Tang Clan, we comin' through Close my eyes, and I still can't go to sleep Fox News got these wolves
wives, nine lives Nine grands sit on my side, we carry nine knives Eighteen strikes from Low Hand, ain't no man Can withstand the blow, from the Wu-Tang
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
'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
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
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