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"Wu-Tang Clan"
"Wu-Tang Clan"
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жанры: hip-hop, blues, soul
альбомы: Chronicles
Wu-Gambino's
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Wu-Tang Clan
жанры: hip-hop, blues, soul
альбомы: Chronicles
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Who come to get you None, they want guns I be the first to set off shit, last to run Wu roll together as one I call my brother Sun cause he shine like oneScriptures hit the body like sawed-off shotties Like my hair knotty and my nosepiece snotty Fuck a nigga hottie, that whole pussy probably Burn like the deserts of Mugabe, for real Ain't nothing fraudulent here, we pioneer Commandeer a new frontier, this be the Wu yeah Thirty-six chambers of fear, huh you lost it Information leaking out your faucets, hmm Time to forfeit your crown and leave the grounds There's a new sheriff in town holding it down It's the two holster, shit shot smoker Wanted dead or alive, bounty on the poster Wild in the West, a student of my culture And life is the test, hold up Let a nigga catch his breath I'm still paying dues and the last one is death Back to the essence with that shit you stressing, this rap profession Now peep Tical, the son of the Shaolin Isle Bless my style, criminology pays The last times and days, Johnny fucking BlazeThis goes for niggas who know Wu will blow like yayo, lay low Plus cooling in Barbados Ricans be giving me much shit to touch shit Stay cool Papa, see you with enough shit Back at the lab a, crack's bagged up Yo niggas act up, what blow up their workers if they have to Señoritas, fucking up a storm buying Gods margaritas Sucking his dick, up in the whip long Designed for rhyme crime nigga jail time jiggas Them niggas up in hype Vigors lighting niggas Silks Wally wear Figaro chain yeah Jakes beware of black rap millionaires Rock Airs, leather goose, bears blowing this year 1-800-GAMBINO niggas, yeahWu roll together as one, I call my brother Sun cause he shine like oneSolid gold crown is shining, we're blinding like some diamonds I'm reclining in the sky on a cloud with silver lining Double breasted, bullet proof vested, well protected The heart, the rib cage, the chest and solar plexus Casting stones, cracking two-hundred and six bones And watch your ass get blown to a sea of fire and brimstone How dare you approach it with them poems The overfiend like noah bean green souls with a soldier mean The grand exquisite imperial wizard or is it The Rzarector come to pay your ass a visit Local bio-chemical, universal giant, the black general Licking shots at Davy Crockett on the bicentennial Happy Millennium two thousand microchips two shots of penicillin Goes up your adrenalin son it's time for bouting It's a model you're resembling the niggas who like following Trapped inside your projects like a genie inside the bottle andGod stepping forth upon holy down of the track It's the sound that surrounds and hurts me like I'm under attack So I decided to bite down on the mic So the pain of the track won't deny the fact that I'm the master For what lurks, is an expert that hurts The individual who tries to visualize under Cause I strike, like thunder Niggas couldn't stand my heat, it's unbearable My wisdom fucks up your respiratorial Systems are fractured by the killer tactics Style is ragged and thoughts are mad jagged Enter the entity, my vicinity Is three hundred and sixty degrees of humidity Represent the school of hard knocks and Glocks my Clan is hostile and got mad moss for blocks so Feel the force of impact from the iron side of The gat as I attack the track From the blind side of the pack, Starks pass the chrome Watch a nigga get blown out his motherfucking dome-piece Deceased, laid to restWho come to get you None, they want guns I be the first to set off shit, last to run Wu roll together as one I call my brother Sun cause he shine like oneYo, aiyyo I got to serve them my way, move give me room Holding up your saloon, clean sweep, like a broom Full moons make me howl like a wolf out of breath Sold only new vocal cords you heard Genius on Gef So step back, to the lab at, high velocity My teammate, enhance cells more like a pharmacy Fuck Geraldo, Pablo's plan bro is Bravo Goodfellas we know, best sellers become novels The man rocking head bands, silk scarves and jams Early 80's British Walkers, playboys, mocks and shams The laser beam vocalist does well at symphonies Bad days, watch me snatch ice right outta Tiffany's Remember them kids that came off with eight million Robbed the Brinks and I labelled in royal pavilions Them flower heads must have been stupid Tell me how the fuck black niggas get caught with all that loot kid There's jet money, underground money Submarines and rings too bad you fucked up dummies
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