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WU-TANG CLAN lyrics - The W

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[RZA] Wait, hold up, chill, what's that son Damn.. nigga got fucked, shit, huh! By his back, watch nigga run Seven the center of your eight point sun Hold tight grip on the +God-U..Now+ you best be careful! Can't dodge two () aimed at your domepiece +Father-U-C-King+ police!! [U-God] Somethin in the slum went rum-pum-pum-pum Somethin in the slum went rum-pum-pum-pum [Masta Killa] Yo Rae it's been a long time son since we bust Gunclap +Glaciers+, ran the world and snatched paper Return to the 36th Chamber Proceed with caution as you enter We have an A.P.B., on an MC Killer Looks like the work of a Masta!! [Cappadonna] Yo somethin in the street went, BANG BANG Makin it hard for you to do your THANG THANG Somethin in the street went, BANG BANG.. Up in the boss game wildin, money for grabs I ain't fuckin with crabs, out of state copped two labs Hopped two cabs, back on the Ave. Stab you with the vocab, catch me at the big dough rehab Tryin to re-up, keep my feet up Snake niggaz in the cut, hold the product Time is up, no luck, heat start to bust Niggaz you can't trust, dealin with lust Seen him at the ballgames with James Somethin in the street went, BANG BANG Makin it hard for you to do your THANG THANG Somethin in the street went, BANG BANG Makin it hard for you to do your THANG THANG [Ghostface Killah] Somethin in the hole went {Click Click} The boxcutter went {Click Click} Somethin in the hole went {Click Click} The boxcutter went {Click Click} These are the bones, bones from the grave of Houdini G-Deini, razoni noodles sprinkled on your embry' Climb like the deficit, profits, death threats to Israel slid through Bethlehem bong on one wheel Syringes, rubber bands, needles, the 60's Granddaddy Caddy was coppin 6 G's Begosh all that Oshkosh jumpers Pink Champelle, brown paper bags, wall to wall bumpers [U-God] These () camera guys, cause, turn your eyes Sweat on the hammer fly, ways, of the Samurai Newsflash bulletin, Gods on the prowl We full again, ruff men scuff Timbs Sonic bionic lens, RZA console Is it Bush or the Dole, front row of the superbowl Black gold in my soul, on a hoe stroll Don't go boy you on parole you don't know [Inspectah Deck] Someone in the back went, CLACK CLACK Money is stacked, now bust your gun, CLACK CLACK Someone in the back went, CLACK CLACK Money is stacked, now bust your gun, CLACK CLACK Made 'em throw they hands up, but then lay flat Rat pack eat up, the average alley cat Prepare for the impact when we contact Known to drop backs that crack your hard hat Must I show and prove, trust I, bust I Make your head spin like chrome 20's on the buggy-I Benz Who contends, Wu like the Superfriends Who's your rhymin hero Wu-Tang rules again Someone in the back went, CLACK CLACK Money is stacked, now bust your gun, CLACK CLACK Someone in the back went, CLACK CLACK Money is stacked, now bust your gun, CLACK CLACK [Cappadonna] Yo somethin in the street went, BANG BANG Makin it hard for you to do your THANG THANG Somethin in the street went, BANG BANG.. [Ghostface Killah] Somethin in the hole went {Click Click} The boxcutter went {Click Click} Somethin in the hole went {Click Click} The boxcutter went {Click Click} [U-God] Somethin in the slum went rum-pum-pum-pum Somethin in the slum went rum-pum-pum-pum

Ain't Nothin Changed

BONE THUGS-N-HARMONY "The Art Of War"
Krayzie: Ain't nothin' changed everyday. Ain't nothin' changed. It's an everyday thang when you hear the bucks bang. Mo Thugs is all you claim, stay thug up in this game and remain the same. So follow me, now see [now see] off to the double-glock and hear pistols poppin', buckin' them bodies with shots, and a come on, a come on, a come on. Everybody get up, get down. Everybody get up and like my fucked-up gang without the green. Gotta have another bill, y'all. Dog, I need all my change. Soon as come up, I'm pullin' my people up outta the bullshit. That's why we choose this thugsta music. Use it smoothly; don't abuse it, do it, oh so, lovely. Gotta get, gotta get, get money [mo' money]. Thuggin' forever we keepin' it real, and I'm ready to show and then let niggas know with Mo Thug that the shit, it be real, but them murder, we told ya. Rollin', blowin' indo, we go, niggas that real, we are trues, yeah, ready to bust on anything. Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up. Nobody move, won't nobody get hurt. Break it down. Killa, Me killa, killa . . . Layzie: I'm wonderin' really how many more niggas I'll see in a coffin, before it's my time. I'm the kind right here to take losses, not a dime. Everyday it's the same, and I gotta mine to the grind. My mental be stressed on my pistol, my only untensil for cheddar. It's on the level--war. Whatever my mind is my church and my kids or my pleasure. Would ya like to come parlay with Lay all through my hood? Sit back, everything gon' be all good. Niggas ridin' real, knock on wood, goin' against the grain. It's all the same. It's all the same. Smokin' on a lot more weed than before, no pain, no gain. You straight up hangin', and that's shame how long we'll reign. Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thang, ain't nothin' to do to get outta this game [outta this game]. Run the game with consistency, instantly and guard them greens of the earth with resistance. Baby, baby, tell me what do you wanna do? Tell me, what do you wanna do? You can ride and smoke with me, or I can ride and smoke with you. It's all cool . It's all cool. It's all cool. Act a fool. Act a fool. It's all cool. It's all cool. Bizzy: Really wanna get me pissed, then get to flippin', when I'm on a mission, me and Animal'll gnarl, wanna go shut you down and eat breakfast, oh so, don't you know that I know you're whole M.O., and away you go, and I got (...?...), smoked little bit, you know so, hit it, me stumble (...?...) and even scuffle, and I heard my little brother smacked the shit out you bitch, and bust you, hear my nationwide fuck you, fuck you. I got people that you trust, who needs some greens, and really don't love you. Never familiar, send 'em all in the city out to kill ya, it's an everyday thang and I bang your brains, nigga. Krayzie: Ain't nothin' changed everyday. Ain't nothin' changed. Wish: It's an everyday thang, it's an everyday thang, it's an everyday thang, thang. It's an everyday thang, it's an everday thang, it's an everyday buck, buck, buck, bang. Calm me down. It ain't gon' change. We won't change. Bone thugs-n-harmony, we keeps it realer. Tell me, can you feel us, feel us, feel us? Tell me can you feel us, feel us, feel us, killas? Even though we still roll the Clair, playa haters better beware, 'cause we got mines, we got nines, we got shit to blow you all the time. Anytime you got yours, you got yours, I got mine, I got mine. Fuck with mine, fuck with mine. East 99 is the street, keep it on the low when they creep, or Bone got heat, Bone got heat, hurt them who tried to hurt me. B-0-N-E, 'cause I'm rollin with ya, 'cause I'm rollin' with ya, 'cause I'm rollin' with ya. It's an everyday, it's an everyday, it's an everyday thang, bang. It's an everyday, it's an everyday, it's an everyday buck, buck, buck, bang. Krayzie: Ain't nothin' changed everyday. Ain't nothin' changed.

We Got Our Own Thang

HEAVY D
Everybody, shake your body, we don't ill, we chill at party Keep a groove that's sensual, three-dimensional, unquestionable The lover is professional Got a category, my own and I'm the president With my particular style, particular, extracurricular, smoother and trickier Throwing on lyrics like you throw up a flapjack You're a Chicen McNugget and I'm a Big Mac Brainstorm soloist, have a Coca-colaist, doing very well Because it took the right road to this Path, make the undertake, the recordbreaker Get up on the floor and do the Heavy D shake Started with a pow and I'm going to end with a bang We've got our own thang Picture the set, girlies wet with sweat In the corner people sitting down They've had as much as they could possibly get Here while I'm lamping Feeling like a champ and push up on a cutie Phone digits I'm stamping The place was packed though, stuffed like an Oreo Everybody broke for a Heavy D video Pumping in stereo, people said, Here we go, A cutie down in front said, Heavy you're my hero Understand this, before you make a comment Because there's always a meaning in a Heavy D statement In this life, I strive for improvement Be your own guide, follow your own movement Loving is a legend Me, I'm legendary at it Living on the mike makes me a rapping acrobat Don't try to swing, because you couldn't even hang We've got our own thang We've got our own thang Original, smooth criminal, dance a lot, dance a little, shuffle to the middle Don't clock anybody, let them all clock you Don't be down with anybody, let them all be down with you Stay self-managed, self-kept, self-taught Be your own man, don't be borrowed, don't be bought Started with a pow and I'm going to end it with a bang We've got our own thang We've got our own thang

Freeze

AESOP ROCK "Bazooka Tooth"
It goes welcome the pop off, some pop soft. We bang b-bang b-bang bang out loud. Ready on the left with a face full of death. We slanged out fang mouth bang out now. This is a never dug disco, Zoo York tycoon, memorandum bonanza banter clamp crunk out the fish bowl. Gorgeous how struggling gills wriggle out water, ain't it? Same scape as the walls crawling with paranoia's plaintiffs. The robo-komodo promo Zen patience a-alike to this jittery drooling mess. Bitterly unruly on mud hugger alert, he usher dirt to the kick circus. Deflected labor ethic questions peeled at the field workers. Is it raw? Please... does a priest need a ten-foot pole to baptize little Linus minus the lap ride and tease? Evolution is a leader depleter, seeker needy sheep idol feeder beware, once complete you might not want to be there. Dead straw to gold bar spin fiber. Lost and fond in a smitten kitten's incisors. They Aphrodite all over the burgle of a purple heart compartment. Marched a burgundy carpet alarmed and far to parched to bark it. Lil' Abner. A real firecracker. Grows to throw 'bows with vehicular hijackers. To eavesdrop plots cops hired a wire tapper. That's a whipper snapper trapped beneath my grip on the fire ladder. Took drums over to deril' to once over the line tones. Punch toothy ticks 'til they find homes like three ruby clicks. The roof is on fire where snoopy sits right now. You should have shot yourself in the foot when it was in your mouth. [CHORUS] Thieves in the strobe deep freeze your pose. For the disease that grows underneath your toes holds up a reason y'alls gold never seems to glow. Now we can all breath slow once the fiend's exposed. It goes heave ho. You never got the grit right. Bark fame but you never put the grit down. Hawk styles but you never got the grit right. Put the grit down. Grit right. Get down. This is a never dug disco defamation of dog and pony grappled out chincey, chipping Leo Da Vinci phonies pushing kill of hill bloated. Nobody got you. While biggest brother's watching bigger brother watching big brother watch you. Nothing says circus fun quite like nuclear holocaust over breakfast on the terrace. Hash browns and peril. Old ironsides or good ship lolli-popper, Davy Jones still got a locker, ak, the opera's more than docs and soccer moms. Now before you kick your feet up, I married and divorced mother nature after sweet-talking that old hag out of a pre-nup. This information's neither braggadocio nor secret, just know as of now the world is technically not yours, peanut. It's a day in the life of the carnie dog-faced boy escapist. Living large, watching Springer, smoking beedies wrapped in bacon. At night his get busy disease leakage peaketh. Merk the he say/she say, BK Jesus turn peg legs to Adidas on the down stroke. And they like 'what's up with the name?' I tell'em y'all made Bazooka Tooth I's about to ask the same. But before you curfew the city and shut down every block, I'd like to say I still Aesop the fuck out of the Rock [CHORUS] This is a never dug disco. Spread feelers. Tonka zonk Gepetto bred beezers. Jeepers, gee wilikers, goshes galoshes, Christ, god almighty. They tore his limbs off kilter, still the hostage moshes slightly. Hung off the balcony by the skin off his doctor's psyche. He hopes it holds but knows the locusts kamikaze nightly. He woke, corroded buggy facial, insect chopper biting. He's only bones by the time the ungodly body's sighted. He saw the puddle, full color hideous monster Viking. He used to survey if the vermin dined on others like him. He found the fucks indigenous to him and awfully feisty. He grew old awkward grinch and settled into bonkers nicely. I alert vital spider works to cultivate grit, ship the bulk rate shit. Herbie the love bug drugs pulsate whips. Tie in spite for commoner idiocy and good old-fashioned biblical plague. We move units off your pagan escapade. And it's pits to the peg legged. Megas eclipse cripples so that pimp limp's wheel chair basketball when 15 minutes fizzles. Your flimsy frame marks hip-hop's second most tragic event and will 'til Jam Master Jay's resurrection and second death. [CHORUS]

Blind Genius

ANDRE NICKATINA "Khan! The Me Generation"
Man, a new Rolls Royce hit the Popeyes drive-thru I had to tell my driver I'll guide you See my life thru a BlackBerry Some people like that But I think its kinda scary I'm somethin like a sailboat baby jus tryna sail away And you can tell I'm never comin back after today I bundle up for the night air Even though its cold and dark yo I still wear white Nike Airs I cop like 4 pairs It reminds me of Michigan and Antwan Jobear I hit the night like I'm el presidentay Don't wanna be up in the kizer perementay yo And I rush outta town like Picasso I rap pain A perfect picture yo Then I come right back Then I embrace my criminal mind, a criminal kind Heres your chance if you see a criminal shine Cuz my style is real 'Pac yo with the Pun set A lotta Tuxedos before I gotta jet I like breakfast in the nighttime MGA made a clock man its fight time [CHORUS:] Man this the life of a blind genius And even though I can see let me tell you what I mean is I'm so blind by material things Yeah sometimes I don't see whats in front of me mane Yeah ya heard right I hit the night life And shake the whole scene up like a pair of dice I tell the bartender thats too much ice And she over charging on the Hennessy price I don't freestyle I don't free lance I said paced out I say pay fast I know homies that passed in the weight class But it was pushin weight that they all passed at And when I gamble don't catch me on a bad day Like when the warriors had just lost the other day You send me to a preacher I confess You said its all good I said lets bet I think of Khan at the crack of dawn And then I hit my closet for a new Sean John I'm in the middle of a premier pack I put vocals in the burgundy 'lac Yo my perm is like jet black Man its the life of a blind soul Its like a hustla tryna sell you fake gold Or like a married man who ain't never faithful But talk down on a pimp when he break hoes [CHORUS] I hit my court date smellin like straight weed Plus I had a fat knot in my blue jeans You might have to pray for me when I hit Vegas because my mind is wrapped up in the latest and the greatest My aphrodisiac is the payest Never to play us or delay us And everyone that know me homie know I gotta shopping fetish If you think I'm buyin you somethin you best forget it Backwards like Benjamin button Or SuperBad somethin like McLovin Hotter than the oven Baby that boils the crack And When it comes to rap I'm like a spoiled brat And you can catch me some days, hair oiled back And countin on somethin thats a royal stack At the tuxedo party in royal black They had barbeque I said foil that [CHORUS]

Big Bang

AESOP ROCK "Float"
[Aesop Rock] Well, so we meet again (He said he's grown spiritually since the last one) Ok, this is the dawning of the book of bitter aspects Where the jackals sit and watch the pedigods last flesh Poison functions accompanied by six armorclad Black horse and buggy mechanism Tugged a portion of my severed vision The gathering of loose ends in a bucket Wit a shoestring budget Every man's got a field to plow (I know that now) But it's like, man I really can't afford the oxen Fee fie et cetera I smell the warm blood of the bill collector knockin I get awkwardly sturdy with a frigid liquid backbone I get swept in the pressure cooker tryin to paddle back home I get sprung with a vibe and alliance of clean intention By eclipsing doom midigons hatched to bash these picket fences Now I'll attend the wedding of the open sword festering Now when the groom presents the ring The bride commence to blistering This textbook magnificently crude Prototype king beserker modulate Serve the vertical thirst, burst horizontal Treasure, loose cannons span the starbit power The clippership dipped in truth famine pressure Cabin fever meter pegging ludicrous Beautiful cartoon trooper swallow brutal futility with a teaspoon full of sugar I rock ready aim fire, while y'all rock ready fire aim Then blame the stationary target when the prey escapes the frame Merit badge marksman, a poacher, it's all the same So I lay across the woods perpendicular to the grain [Chorus] *rapped in doubletime* I gotta be a big bang, gotta be Never wanna be hear a probably, I wanna see or hear a Yes sir, sir YES SIR! Armed with a tone, cross, sword to the bone Warn the other brothers that was born forlorn Big bang, sharper than a big dick Hotter than a tunnel of big dreams that think big things I'ma burn with this little light of mind and a prime concern to earn thanks, I'ma be a big bang *repeat except 1st line is I wanna be a big bang, gotta be * [Aesop Rock] I'm just a survivor of the wooly mammoth population Bottle neck effect, sorta born deaf Alien of shallow alchemy If you gon' metamorph the basemetal to precious Might as well steal from the rich, bewitch the pesants I'm floating the hoaming pigeon out hell's kitchen window Left an SOS infested bottle nestled in his grip so With a prayer circle release party and hardy wild bellow I observed him fly ten feet then dropped the bottles to the devils Fertile circle turn pertal crescent via bad investment Despised every second, but I GUESS I LEARNED MY LESSON! If I made an angel in the snow for every rotted victim There'd be wings to float this mothership up out the goblin system Sticky panoramic contaminate planet In conjunction with phantom assumption Gutterbug alumnus candidates Well, I promise you I man the lighthouse Just to help guide in your ship If you promise to help pull this hook out my lip (bitch) Godspeed, straitjacket and ragged approach To circle suns via folklore pollutants to rhyme strictly From a BC generation disgust Community movement alluding to a No blood given, no recognition Life matter, I was us up all night with a rusty hammer Trying to build a fence around these magic beans my dreams are gathered But uh, that certain lack of avail I sail a choppy lie with bouancy like a bucket of rocks (a bucket of rocks) Chorus 2x [Aesop Rock] Big bang, bi-big bang It's gettin bigger by the second Check it Ok, I'm here to rock the tugboat and bare the others farewell I shook the buddy system wisdom till the similairs repel I sell a barrel of spirit to dummy dimwits syndicate jackals I'm broken arrow to the fuckin bone (broken poem) I don't really believe in God But God, I'm scared to death of God?!? I swear to God, I never meant to spill the beans Nor tear the pod It's like I hike an acre unimpressed And slept on the sabre's edge Enough times to splice anti-Christ's favorite pledge I wanna know myself Sorta solo sheep amidst wolves And still my shepherd can't administer the proper push and pulls I push the ghouls to man overboard Pull the bulls onto my sword And buckle down in a corner chair with a round table floor Got an angel on my left shoulder, a devil on the polar Got a mug a frigid, got a mug a solar, sliiidde over Therecipe's design unplug the appetite continuity By stitching together esteemed congruents (beautifully) I peel back carts and lodge Greek physics in the chambers Quartarized the wound and heads like Gimme gimme something major Road side prophetic, ascend well enveloped in a mummy ribbon system Blistering in a wishing well BIG BANG!

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