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WU-TANG CLAN lyrics - Wu-Tang Forever


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These things just took over me Just took over my whole body So I can't even see no more I'm calling my black woman a bitch I'm calling my peoples all kinds of thing that they not I'm lost brother, can you help me Can you help me brother, please You see what we did, we lost the love I'm talking 'bout the love The love of your own But brother, but brother, but brother, check this out I still don't understand man, I'm all high off this shit man Well, what I'm trying to say my brother Why, why do we kill each other Look at our children, what kind of a future This is the training thats gonna be given to you By the Wu, brothers and sisters The revolution, the revolution It's time to rise, and take our place Will be televised, televised So we can inherit the universe The planet earth belongs to God This is ninety, ninety, ninety-seven Every square inch of it That he chose for himself Is the best part Yeah, the revolution should be, televised) By every strong woman To the highest power You'll find a strong man And by every strong man You'll find a strong woman Wont you agree The universe is not completed Without the sun, moon, and stars Wont you be for real Thats man, woman, and child To the highest power To all you fake ass niggas who Think you gonna survive out here Without your black woman, you're wrong They have attraction powers on the planet I wanna be free We are original man, the Asiatic black man The maker, the arthur, the cream of the planet earth Wanna be free, yeah Father of civilization and daughter of the universe Want to be free, oh yeah The population was seventeen men With the two man indians Making a total of nineteen men for all Being, for all men, all over the planet earth Magneta, magneta, magneta, Wu revolution king yeah Arise you gods, cause the time for the revolutional war Thats the mental war Malcolm X, Malcolm X, Malcolm X Thats the battle between god and devil Gonna be free Take the devil off your plane Take him off your mental mentality Take him off your brain Make a change, from my mind Leave all the ciggarettes and guns The alcohol and everything Thats the mental devil that exists within your body Take this pain Thats destroying and decaying your mind Take these chains, off my mind The mind controls the body Everything within must come out Want to be free Don't look towards the sky Cause there's no heaven above Don't look down beneath your feet There's no hell below Want to be free But heaven and hell exist within Heaven is what you make it and Hell is what you're going through There is only one, god There is a whole new one, faith There is a holy one World, revolution yeah At one time it was told to me Yeah That man came from monkeys, ha ha ha That we were swingin from trees I hardly can believe that unless I'm dumb deaf and blind Save the children You ever heard about, the ape man Gonna be free And the ape woman Hey, want to be free You have a mankind, that has a beginning to him And his ending, is about to come Oooh, yeah If you take one step I will take one with you Through the stormy vein Swim the deepest sea, with you my brother I know, you got to be strong Gotta hold on Now the story is about to close It was a hundred percent of us Save the children That came on the slave ships Eighty five percent of our people They're our future Was uncivilized Poison animal eaters They're slaves of the mental powers Save the children They don't know who the true and living god is And all the orchards in the world Save the children So they worship what they know not and they're easily lead in the wrong direction And hard to be lead in the right And now you got the ten percent Who are rich slave makers of the poor Who teach the poor lies that make the people believe that the all mighty true and living god is a spook in the sky Save the children And you can't see him with the physical eyes They're also known as blood suckers of the poor Save the children And then you got the five percent Who are the poor rightous teachers who do not believe in the teachings of the ten percent Save the children Who is all wise and know who the true and living god is And teach that the true and living god IS supreme being black man from asian Otherwise known as civilized people Also Muslims, and Muslims sons Peace we out [Cut to Kung-Fu clip] I have given it much thought It seems, disaster must come At best, only postponed Shaolin Kung-Fu to survive must now be taught, to more young men We must expand, get more pupils So that the knowledge will spread

Nothing Gets Crossed Out

Well the future's got me worried Such awful thoughts My head's a carousel of pictures The spinning never stops I just want someone to walk in front And I'll follow the leader Like when I fell under the weight of a schoolboy crush Started carrying her books and doing lots of drugs I almost forgot who I was But I came to my senses Now I'm trying to be assertive I'm making plans Gonna rise to the occasion yeah Meet all their demands But all I do is just lay in bed And hide under the covers Yeah I know I should be brave But i'm just too afraid of all this change And it's too hard to focus through all this doubt I keep making these to-do lists but nothing gets crossed out Working on the record seems pointless now When the world ends who's gonna hear it? But I'm trying to take some comfort in written words Yeah, Tim, I heard your album and it's better than good When we get off tour I think we should Hang and black out together 'Cause I been feeling sentimental for days gone by All the summers singing, drinking, laughin Wasting our time Remember all the songs and the way we smiled In those basements made of music But now I've got to crawl to get anywhere at all I'm not as strong as I thought So when I'm lost in a crowd I hope that you'll pick me out How I long to be found The grass grew high, I laid down Now I'm waiting for a hand To lift me up, help me stand I've been laying so low Don't wanna lay here no more Don't wanna lay here no more Everything that happens is supposed to be And it's all predetermined can't change your destiny Guess I'll just keep moving Someday maybe I'll get to where I'm going


AKINYELE "Vagina Diner"
Yeah yeah yeah We got my man Extra P in the house But me and my man Akinyele you know we goin Worldwide this tour Cause yo you know how that go We gon' get together y'all, word up That's how we gon' bring it to you We gon' go all around the world get this money, and do what we got to do Word up, my man Rhasaan in the house We gon' bring it to y'all like this, word up Just give it to em Ak.. UHH [Akinyele] I been in and out all areas And all you true hip-hop fans, you know the Ak's takin care of ya Slap your ass with real rap I keep it underground, like subways, so I can stay on track I'm not a carpenter, but I'll cut the rug Think you can hang with Ak? Ha, that's your brain on drugs Smack fire out your ass like a flag from _Backdraft_ Didn't peep the movie, you don't know the half Schoolin MC's until they start learnin We don't gotta be Mississippi to watch the Ak start Burning I kick that shit that's known to hit So much rap lines, you might fuck around and hang clothes on it But yo it ain't no THING in it, your static-free rhymes that you kick, need to be kicked, cause it doesn't got no CLING in it Then you turn around and start SINGIN it Hard Akinyele be brought, so I'm here to start BRINGIN it First cannibalistic rhymer, eatin bitch niggaz by the statistics, like, Jeffery Dahmer's Huh, scrapin you like a SCULPTURE, murder you for the VULTURE My dozen dirty, my brains be donated to agri-CULTURE So come on and face it, my skills are like medicine nigga You just don't wanna taste it You best to slide to the side, another corner of the map Cause this here is worldwide Worldwide -- yeah yeah (repeat 4X) [Akinyele] Put them tired rhymes to bed, and loosen up your laces Your shoes are too tight, and now it's goin to your HEAD Me you feel you can pull with Remember that I'm not a matador, so get off that bull-shit I put rappers and singers in they place A real rudebwoy with the raz', I write it all over your face Leavin you bloodier than a MaxiPad Crayola crayons, they'd have to Color Me Badd So play like a midget and FORGET it Cause I put oil to the fire, like an arsonist when it comes time to SET it I get more run than an ATHLETIC Sharp as a hyper-DERMIC Lyrics are flavored up like a dia-BETIC I recoups, and they try to step to this Nowadays I probably have as much kids as Jerry Lewis My rhymes drip like a RAZOR, punch like Joe FRAZIER I don't sell shoes, because I don't believe in FAVORS Ducks better break North, before I start baggin that ass, like a motherfuckin washcloth Winnin battles cause I'm a hip-hop soldier Act like you know, and fuck what your girl told ya No bluff, for years I've been IN THIS A nine to five employee don't got shit on me cause I done stepped to nuff rapper BUSINESS Beggin for for-GIVENESS Channel 7 news and people from Jehovah done WITNESSED the whole Akinyele vibe You know what I'm sayin kid, this here is worldwide Worldwide -- yeah yeah (repeat 4X) [Akinyele] Ak not catchin wreck, come the fuck on Ring the alarm, I drop bombs like the Guard in Vietnam I kick that shit, niggaz dream to write My brain so hot that it ignites, but you can't see the light Fast rappers can't speed by this, you better slow down because I'm puttin the brakes on your ass like Midas Nope, it don't matter what type of slang you drop I give you rope and you still can't hang with the Ak For years I put ears through therapy Watch a episode of Cheers before you come try the beer with me I graduated from lobbies, bangin on walls for a hobby I battle anybody, even a dead body I got rhymes that would attack ya so you better watch your back, or fuckin hire a chiropractor Ain't nuthin change from BEFORE, slap niggaz with mani-CURES Stomp you down, after a pedi-CURE Here's another lesson, I'm not a quiz So that talk about me not gettin biz that's out of the question It's a Ak, jam, god damn don't get slammed You catch the backhand, word to my dead man You best to rest if you want peace Cause like a hooker from up the street, I'm down for beef I'm hotter than a sauna again the drama is rugged Word to Sinead O'Connor, I be tearin shit up Cause I sprayin immaculate, like a Mac-11.. * impossible to make out the rest of the verse with voiceovers * I take you to London Worldwide I take you to Europe Worldwide Come back to Queens Worldwide I take you to Russia Worldwide I take it to the North pole Worldwide I bring it back to Queens I give it to em Worldwide I take it to the West Indies I give it to em Worldwide I take you to India I give it to em Worldwide I bring it back to Queens I give it to em Worldwide I take it to Germany I give it to em Worldwide I take it to...

Heads Up

[Intro] Yeah, it's Mr. Kardinal Yeah, Black Jays! Oh what? [Verse] Yo, all the shuckin' and jivin' is over I'm the chosen soldier, cold shoulder Your home boys told ya, flip your flows I fold, you can fertilize with the BS they sold ya I need papers for the style that I loaned ya Everybody's talkin' about they gettin' busy, why don't ya? Weak players in the game steady gettin' over I'm one of a kind, like side gills on a Rover First name Jay, but ain't similar to Hova My buzz is like rum mixed with Coca Cola My shine is incredible, versus a solar I'm sick like a seven-day-strain of Ebola I'm here! Yeah, nigga! [Hook x2] (One more time) No doubt, when we on the block Because my niggas came ready to rock, boy [Verse] Step heavy like a lion through the jungle I'm lyin' if I told you that I wasn't raised humble I'm tryin', but I stumble, I try not to mumble So you can hear it loud stupid (Let's get ready to rumble) I'll serve you son, like I'm supposed to The only way I'm bi, is when I'm flyin' bicoastal Or buyin' fly wears, Nike Airs like most do I'm hotter, than the hotter, than the hotter, I'll roast you Got a good habit of doin' what you won't do Stop playin' girl, you know I ain't phoned you Check one of them suckers, you know that they want you I'm loco with the vocals, most dudes just local I'm here! Yeah, nigga! [Hook x2] [Verse] Yo, rudeboys move in silence Don't want to hustle until they hear sirens I'm tryin' to be inspirin' But my 6'4", 220 has a lot of them kids perspirin' 'Nuff dudes firin', too many gettin' shot So swallow your pride nigga, check whoever is hirin' The paper gangstas is who I'm admirin' Those who get paper alive, and still smilin' Y'all stay wildin', I'm tryin' to go the mile and I'm rough enough to break New York from Long Island If you a big man, why you actin' like a child? Pick up the pace, and put down the crack vial I'm here! Yeah, nigga! [Hook x2]

Keep Their Headz Ringin

Dr Dre "Dr. Dre 2001"
Intro: Yeah, whattup, this is Dr. Dre The party's goin on Thank God it's Friday [ Buck buck buck buck booyaka shan! - KRS One repeat 4X] Chorus: Keep their headz ringin (ring ding dong / ring-gading ding ding dong) / repeat 2X Verse One: [Hey you, sittin over there] Say what? [You better get up out of your chair] That's right [And work your body down] Yeahhh... [No time to funk around, cause we gon....] Funk, you, right on up So get up, get a move on, and get your groove on It's the D-R-E the spectacular In a party I go for your neck so call me Blackula As I drain a niggaz jugular vein and maintain to leave blood stains so don't complain Just chill, listen to the beats I spill Keepin it real, enables me to make another meal Still, niggaz run up and try to kill at will But get popped like a pimple, so call me Clearasil I wipe niggaz off the face of the Earth since birth I been a bad nigga, now let me tell you what I'm worth More than a Stealth bomber, I cause drama The enforcer, music floats like a flyin saucer Or a 747 jet, never forget I'm that nigga that keeps the hoes panties wet The mic gets smoked, once you hear the beat kick With grooves so funky, they come with a Speed Stick So check the flavor that I'm bringin The motherfuckin D-R-E, will keep they motherfuckin heads ringin Chorus Verse Two: One-two for the crew, three-fo' for the dough Five for the hoe (HOEEE!) six-seven-eight for Death Row Mad niggaz about to feel the full effect of intellect so I can collect respect, plus a check Now I fin' to, get into to, my mental will take care of this business I need to attend to, cuz my rent's due And this rap shit's my meal ticket So you god damn right I'm gonna kick it, or get evicted I bring terror like Stephen King A black Casanova, runnin niggaz over like Christine When I rock the spot with the flavor I got I get plenty of ass, so call me an ass-tronaut As I blast past another nigga's ass that thought he was strong but I smoke him like grass, just like Cheech and Chong When I flow, niggaz know, it's time to take a hike Cause I grab the mic and flip my tongue like a dyke I got rhymes to keep you enchanted Produce a smokescreen with the funky green to keep your eyes slanted So check the flavor that I'm bringin The motherfuckin D-R-E, will keep they motherfuckin heads ringin Chorus [Dr. Dre] Yeah, c'mon [singers] If you, want to, get on down [Dr. Dre] Uhh, yeah.. c'mon [singers] you gotta get on down [Dr. Dre] Hahaha.. it's like that [singers] just get on down Verse Three: Debonairre with flair, I scare wear and tear without a care, runnin shit as if I was a mayor But I ain't no politician, no competition Sendin all opposition to see a mortician I'm up front, never in the back drop Step on stage and get faded just like a flat top Your rhyme sounds like you bought em at Stop N Go Dre came to wax you so, just call me Mop N Glow Many tried to, but just can't rock with I'm 6-1, two-twenty-five, a pure chocolate Your chances of jackin me are slim G Cause I rock from summer til Santa comes down the chimney Ho ho ho, and so, as I continue to flow Cause yo, I'm just a fly negro So, check the flavor that I'm bringin The motherfuckin D-R-E, will keep they motherfuckin heads ringin Chorus [Dr. Dre] Yeah, uhh, c'mon [singers] If you, want to, get on down [Dr. Dre] Yeah, Death Row back up in that ass [singers] you gotta get on down [Dr. Dre] for the one-nine-nine to the nickel [singers] just get on down [Dr. Dre] so all you motherfuckers out there tryin to get with this [Dr. Dre] don't even try it [singers] If you, want to, get on down [Dr. Dre] You couldn't see us with binoculars.. can you dig it? [singers] you gotta get on down [Dr. Dre] Ha hah, yeah, uhh [singers] just get on down [Dr. Dre] I know you're bobbin your head, cause I can see you UHH, I know you're bobbin your head, cause I can see you You can't see me? Hahaha, yeah Death Row, let me know you in the house (BEOTCH!) Yeah, that's right, we out.. ¡¡


-CHORUS- u dont have 2 cry 4 me, just make sure that she ride 4 me (x4) I've been jumped by 10 guys all at the same time had by eye bust open but i still never cried but the day, the judge gave my little brother life, i swear i couldn't stop the tears from falling out my eyes. I couldn't believe it, my little brothers locked up, he just turned 17 i swear this world is f**ked up the judge was rasicst! I dont care what anybody says, when i see him on road he's gonna breathe his last breath My dad was mad hurt, he'd just lost a son, thoughts runnin' through his head, how am'i gonna tell him mum? His girlfreind cried, coming like a river on the ground, when we told the rest of the family, they all broke down, we all prayed, Wished for better days, thinking about the pill, hoping he's ok, but dont worry Jay, see cause prison aint your fate, just be patient & wait & be destined for summing great!! -Chourus- You use 2 walk like me you use 2 talk like me, if a girl said your to young you tell her she might like me, just like me, you wanted 2 learn 2 rap u never sounded UK, use 2 sound like 2pac, Your a joker, you always was a soldier, Never back down thats exactly what i told ya i hope your keeping your head up bro, & if you need anything just let me no, your my little brother, & u no that i love ya we're from the same semen but got different mother but thats a minor, your much more than a half when your imitating dad you use 2 make me laugh, you use 2 get me vex, when you stole my clothes but just to let u no that if you were on road i swear brother, i'd give you my whole wardrobe and thats no lie! -Chorus- Im saying lord please let my little brother free & home he's ment to be here with his family & father i believe things happen for a reason i no he's done wrong but god i really need him my family's bleedin, its tearing us apart he's (?grown on the out??) but got a good heart now he see's the light, where before he only saw the dark prepeard to make a change make a brand-new start! People ask - Why Why Why - He done the things he did, cause just remember he was only a kid Now he's grown & big, much more mature, smarter, wiser, ready & strong father open the door & let m brother walk free if i had 1 wish god thats what it would be i hear & i see i have faith & i believe how much longer you gonna let my family grieve? -Chourus-

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