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Wu-Tang Clan
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225 Rounds
At 3:47, more than 150 rounds of ammunition Were fired into your apartment, which was about 200 yards away A few moments later, another fifty to seventy five rounds Were fired in the street and you're gonna stand here And tell me you didn't see a goddamn thing?
I live life lavish and my chain is carats The last flame on the train to Paris Used to be lame then I changed to maverick So many clothes, can't name the fabrics
Dynamics, I want the fame And my name engraved in granites This the land and I came to grab it Yeah, you movin' sideways, change your habits
Yeah, used to rock minks, then I change to rabbit From out the garbage, I came from Abbott's Used to be righteous then changed to savage Bang my ratchet like Bangkok Dangerous
36 Chamber Fists, trianglist Watch me mangle this, star spangle this Rock cowboy, wrangle it, create mega hits I'm from the grain, game at my fingertips
Yeah, Killah Hill, lay it down Killa Bees on the swarm Nigga
Aiyo, I plow down tracks like I'm out for revenge Fuck it, it seems like the drama never ends Be in the projects like I never left out Might be on odds good, see a nigga stressed out
I can't take it, seems like my hood is cursed Bad niggas, I thought that the good was first My old hawk, she march with a foul parade Don't learn shit 'til another child is sprayed
I'm out here, fuck it like I live on Targhee And Rico keep a low cut like laundry I don't give a fuck, y'all made me bitter I'ma whip your kids out like a babysitter
I'm a grown man but I'm young in the mind state Live in every borough but New York, my tri state Test me, you nothin' but a bitch on the tour bus Pour piss on you, leave you stuck with four months
My head fucked up, I'm off my clean streak Don't make me pick the nines up, I come from mean streets My unit snitched on me, ratted me out They all ganged up on me, try to take my mouth
However the cause, I'ma chill and get bent That cut from dirty cloth who cut from cement Original Tarzeen got the crazy glow Them devils try to jump me, I'm crazy though 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網
Absolut Vodka rap, crushin' that Goose O.G. all day like I be on the deuce Pop off with it, get your army in order State in Africa, Islam across that water
Yeah, what you talkin' about, nigga? Word up, you think it can't happen? Nigga, I smack all y'all niggas This Big Don from the groupies Nigga, I be where the Stoupe is
Yeah, told 'em, Afghan will travel Blowin' earth metals, black sons spills gravel Bronze man, Oblong javelins in my cabinet Detroit submit seeds, salutation from the missile plant
Quick to the hollow point, it ain't no olive branch My low cal, four-oh cal in the cardigan Tempted by Satan, put a bullet in his diaphragm Walk around black clouds and quiet violins
Italian fire blends, poet and violent pens Illest ill, scotch deal, plots and iron winds Up hill near the ghetto spill the sirens sing Street dreams, black seed and the inspired kings
From fire water veins, still rain mystery And chains due to my roots, no doubt in the ring On the road to riches and diamond speech I might turn a bag and wash sand in the mountain peaks
Yo, I don't text to send messages My testosterone stimulate her oestrogens Whether black, Caucasian or the Mexican, Asians She get the message and she comin' back for sex again
Organic drugs, my natural persuasion You under the influence of 36 invasion Spider-Man, amazin' but I'm darker than Parker Skin got abrasions from Maria and Tasha's
Slidin' down a street pole, pull up to your party Stimulated with a jeep full of cherry gap honeys And bottles of Vodka plus the weed bowls Here we go
Meditatin', never jealous, overzealous Wu-Tang Clan's my fellowship, fans massive acapellas Of our lyrics would be with tracks embellishes The idea clearer that Wu-Tang forever
This way of life is art, rhymes and cleverness Enjoyin' by God, no man could sever this I complete jobs, free and effortless Use Tiger Crane, Snake Style plus the Leopard Fist
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