WU-TANG CLAN lyrics - Wu-Tang Killa Bees The Swarm Vol 1

Never Again

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[hebrew man praying] [Intro:] Feel this To all those races, colors, and creeds, every man bleeds for the countless victims and all their families of the murdered, tortured and slaved, raped, robbed and persecuted - Never Again! To the men, women, and children Who died and struggled to live, never to be forgotten [hebrew man praying] [Verse 1:] Yo my own blood Dragged through the mud Perished in my heart still cherished and loved Stripped of our pride, everything we lived for Families cried There's no where to run to, no where to hide Tossed to the side Access denied 6 million died for what Yo a man shot dead in his back Helpless women and children on the constant attack For no reason Till the next season And we still bleeding Yo it's freezing And men burn in hell, some for squeezing No hope for a remedy, nothing to believe Moving targets who walk with the star in their sleeve Forever marked wit a number, tattooed to your body Late night, eyes closed, clutched to my shotty Having visions, flashes of death camps and prisons no provisions Deceived by the devils decisions Forced into a slave Death before dishonor for those men who were brave Shot and sent to their grave Can't awaken, it's too late Everything's been taken I'm shaken, family, history, the making [Chorus:] Never again shall we march like sheep to the slaughter Never again shall we sit and take orders Stripped of our culture Robbed of our name (never again) Raped of our freedom and thrown into the flames (never again) Forced from our families, taken from our homes Moved from our God then burned of our bones Never again, never again Shall we march like sheep to the slaughter (never again) Leave our sons and daughters Stripped of our culture Robbed of our name (never again) Raped of our freedom and thrown into the flames (never again) Forced from our families, taken from our homes Moved from our God and everything we own (never again) [Verse 2:] Some fled through the rumors of wars But most left were dead, few escaped to the shores With just 1 loaf of bread Banished, hold in for questioning And vanished Never to be seen again I can't express the pain That was felt on the train To Auscwitz, tears poured down like rain Naked face to face With the master race Hatred blood of David My heart belongs to God and stay sacred Rabbi's and priests Disabled individuals The poor, the scholars all labeled common criminals Mass extermination Total annihilation Shipped into the ghetto and prepared for liquidation Tortured and starved Innocent experiments Stripped down and carved up or gassed to death The last hour, I smelled the flowers Flashbacks of family then sent to the showers Powerless undressed Women with babies clumped tight to their chest Crying Who would've guessed dying Another life lost Count the cost Another body gas burned and tossed in the holocaust (never again) [Chorus:] Never again shall we march like sheep to the slaughter Never again leave our sons and daughter Stripped of our culture Robbed of our name (never again) Raped of our freedom and thrown into the flames (never again) Forced from our families, taken from our homes(never again) Moved from own God and everything we owned Never again, never again Shall we march like sheep to the slaughter (never again) Shall we sit and take orders Stripped of our culture Robbed of our name (never again) Raped of our freedom and thrown into the flames (never again) Forced from our families, taken from our homes (never again) Moved from our God and burned of our bones (never again) (never again) NEVER AGAIN NEVER AGAIN The final solution Is now retribition Remedy, Wu-Tang [Some other language] [Gun Shot]

Something About Ireland

Deacon Blue and Ricky Ross "So Long Ago"
Driving through the frocess in the snow two lines of trees consent to let us go it tells a story of long ago another love that won't let go ....it told me Something about Ireland something I should know something about Ireland something makes me want to go Standing in the suberbs at midnight out of the warm of dim TV light a cold shiver gripped on hearing the distant sound these dangerous places can turn your head around thet tell me .... Families meet families mutter backdrop radio news stutters dead body in a dead-end street men media on while widows meet In sunlit morn crossing the red sea two lights laugh from a hillside and beckon me mythical light of the ever present hope bidding farewell,letting me know, telling me

1000 Faces

JOE BUDDEN "Mood Muzik 4: A Turn 4 The Worst"
[Intro - Joe Budden - talking (echo)] Uh, a thug changes Best friends become strangers [Verse 1 - Joe Budden] Yo, now we was once two niggaz of the same kind Went to holla at a hoochie with the same line Sort of, honestly I'd never guessed you were a hoarder And if that would manifest all 'cause of what we both thought of her (dog) So I'm like "how could you get mad at what she thought of me?" I found out seasons don’t only change quarterly 'Cause you got bitter, it was real fickle With me sayin "girls are a dime a dozen", knew a nigga with a nickel I guess nobody told him that gossip and slander's not the answer (nah) Wish I’d a known that you would flip out over propaganda Ice in my veins, some people are less skilled (what else?) And he brought me up on charges when his ego got killed (talk to 'em) When my friends in doubt, they learn a valuable lesson 'bout In thirty years I ain’t reckoned how to reconcile What hurts more? The act of gettin cut off Or realizin that your two cents wasn’t worth more (dog) [Chorus - Sample from "A Thousand Faces" by Creed - w/ Joe Budden ad libs] Now I'm forced to look behind I'm forced to look at you You wear a thousand faces Tell me, tell which is you Broken mirrors paint the floor Why can't you see the truth? You wear a thousand faces Tell me, tell me which is you [Verse 2 - Joe Budden] Check it, nothin could help somebody switch up more than thirst can I've seen the ill effects that fame could have first hand Am I to blame for the person that you became? When you’re already on that path, it's so hard for me to explain Look, some indicators that I'm watchin, who I never met I see some things happenin now that you would never let If you were in your right mind Were you showin me the right person at the right time Or, were you tryin to make it easy? Did it really please you to please me? Did that make you change everythin about you to appease me? My pride in shambles, wonderin why or when did you decide to gamble Or are you competin with Maia Campbell? When did that become suitable? How could you make somethin so ugly out of what was once beautiful? Next time beauty’s headed towards me, I plan to dodge (until) Until I see it's not just bein used as a camouflage (oh!) [Chorus - w/ Joe Budden ad libs] [Verse 3 - Joe Budden] Check it, only reason I continue to antagonize Just my way of bringin truth into a pack of lies Reveals peoples' true colors, moves a bad disguise Even though it's somethin I predicted, I just act surprised That way the armor never chinks on me Drunk mouth, sober tongue, homie drinks on me That way I'm protected, y'all got no choice but to respect it Seen too many come and go to be affected, how's it not expected? I'm hip to what it's bound to be And them relationships combined, ain't weigh a pound to me And so the bullshit, make sure it's tasteful when it's done You can keep your thousand faces but try bein faithful to one [Chorus - w/ Joe Budden ad libs] Tell me, tell me, tell me You wear a thousand faces Tell me which is you Tell me which is you

The Second Rape

Aus-Rotten "The Rotten Agenda"
Every 45 seconds a woman is raped Our sexist culture allows no escape The is violent crime is far from obscurity When the rate of victims is one in three Society conditions men to be rapists And our indifference perpetuates it With derogatory language that tends to dehumanize Making it easier for men to victimize And the pornographic images that help portray Women as legitimate sexual prey When sexism is embedded in our judicial system It's no surprise why the courts won't listen And the role of attacker and survivor become distorted So the majority of rapes are never reported The threat of rape is always there It's like a poison that saturates the air A society stricken by a cancerous disease Where men know they can do as they please You tell me the punishment for rape You tell me how much jail time it will take When one out of three women will be raped You tell me what it's going to fucking take Do you see me in my low cut shirt Or high heel shoes or a miniskirt Woman is the victim you desire You say you can't resist your predatory fire You tell me why I stand guilty and accused You tell me when I'm beaten an abused When it's my body that's been raped and defiled You tell me why I'm the one on trial Defense attorney?: Do you know the man who allegedly attacked you? Victim?: Yes I know the man who raped me. Defense attorney?: And isn't this man a friend of yours? Victim?: Well I thought he was a friend of mine. Defense attorney?: And were you drinking that night he 'allegedly attacked you? Victim?: I had a drink or two but is that a crime? Defense attorney?: I'll ask the questions if you don't mind! -What were you wearing: How did you act? Victim?: My wardrobe isn't an invitation for a man to attack. -I didn't act in any way to bring this on. Why am I on trail? What did I do wrong? Defense attorney?: Could you tell the jury why you let this happen? Victim?: I was in shock. I couldn't stop him. Defense attorney?: You claim that you were raped but how do we know? Victim?: I said no, I said no, no, no! Defense attorney?: Isn't it true you're just a woman scorned? Victim?: I'm a woman who's been raped and torn. Defense attorney?: Your honor, I demand that this case be dismissed, -it all comes down to her word against his! I may not have bruises all over my body But when I went to his room I never would have guessed That he would force my no to mean a yes You tell me why I'm guilty of this crime You tell me why the responsibility is mine When women suffer a second rape during trial Courts help rapists to violate and defile

No Airplay

WYCLEF JEAN "Masquerade"
(feat. Canibus, Manhunt) [Wyclef] Yo the Brooklyn Bridge is gonna collapse y'know Yo this Wyclef Jean and the ReFugee All-Stars up in here Yo what's this I hear about the police in Brooklyn Turn this jam up, yo, yo This the type of jam that be getting no airplay I want the whole world to hear this joint right here, yo This the type of jam that be getting no airplay You asked for it buddy, here it comes One two, watch out for the man in blue Three four, I keep it raw and hardcore Five six, you're beating us with nightsticks Seven eight, I'm forced to pack a thirty-eight Nine ten, you put me in a pen; if I could do it all again, I'd probably bust your chin [repeat 2X:] first time 'ah'; second time 'once I leave the pen' I'm from a land of black bats, alley rats and cats Scratch up my car, set me up for the carjack Under pressure, I gotta leave the gat Two straps, a total of sixteen caps Say something positive No positivity More positivity, more positivity brutality Thugs get angry, the violence increase You want peace, make Wyclef chief of police Riding through the hood, it's the same ol story It's either you play ball or you drug dealy dealy Standin on the block when the spot get hot Guaranteed to get set up, by a crooked cop So I'm sittin back, rhymin on instrumentals Anything I touch, it turns monumental Me and Jerry Wonder, we keep it credible for the streets, at the same time, we gotta eat When we commercialize it's to enterprise We guarantee to sell a hundred mil before we die But Jerry is broke, that's the situation Nine-seven, it's like no more eviction No more war milk, no more government cheese Police keep on shootin at our bulletproof Bentley Yo this the type of jam that be getting no airplay The Brooklyn Bridge about to collapse, apocalypse This the type of jam that be getting no airplay The ghettoes are fed up, we got the arms in the air One two, watch out for the man in blue Three four, I keep it raw and hardcore Five six, you're beating us with nightsticks Seven eight, I'm forced to pack a thirty-eight Nine ten, you put me in a pen; if I could do it all again, I'd probably bust your chin [Manhunt] Yo bust this Forty caliber, seventeen through your character Waterworld's world, underwater, Sub Mariner Derringer, twenty-two one in the challenger Seven, four-eight, 23rd on the calender My word verses, burst raps you rap nervous It's worthless, you get smashed up, on the surface Projectile, my forty-four style, blood on silver The red ripper, fill up the resevoir nigga Armageddeon, you smack dead on, a world crisis The nicest, for sixteen bars, of preciseness [Wyclef] One two, watch out for the man in blue Three four, I keep it raw and hardcore Five six, you're sticking me with nightsticks Seven eight, I'm forced to call Canibus Nine ten, you put me in a pen; if I could do it all again, I'd probably bust your whole chin [Canibus] You got a gat nigga, use it, go 'head pull it Scientists got raw footage of me dodgin bullets I walk the streets with heat, three biscuits Outnumberin niggaz twin glocks with triplets When I spit shit I lace it, you get punched in face with puncutations of five-knuckle phrases I assure you the vocalist standin before you will destroy you with temperatures hot enough to flamebroil you My tongue moves much faster than yours do Every three thousand styles I change my voiceboxes oil Embarass you in front of your crew to annoy you If you know some chicks that suck a good dick, then I'll employ you To this hip-hop shit, Canibus stays loyal That's why every Killuminati I battle somebody for you I'm warnin you, me versus you, I hurt you My balance enables me to squaredance in a circle Your head'll spin so fast you'll catch whiplash I practice lyrical witchcraft on your bitch ass Make your hard drive crash to C colon backslash (C:/) Go back to the roots and reprogram your wack ass, nigga [Wyclef] One two, watch out for the man in blue Three four, I keep it raw and hardcore Five six, you're sticking us with nightsticks Seven eight, I'm forced to pack a thirty-eight Nine ten, you put me in a pen; if I could do it all again, I'd probably bust your whole chin Where Brooklyn at Where Brooklyn at (right here, right here) A-ight New Jersey in the house... The people versus gestapo, what what Yo, there'll be no sequel to this revolution There will be no sequel to this revolution The people versus gestapo There'll be no sequel to this revolution, what what

Sex And Violence

Boogie Down Productions "Sex and Violence"
This one hyah is a must Let top selector crush y'all with skill Cause ya know it's so skillful long time for reggae music no hip hop music could take it with said speed So come.. BUST! [KRS One] All you see in the newspapers nowadays is nuff gal talk bout them been raped and them been molested and them been beat up and them been all sexed up SEEN? Hahahah But now KRS One comes to give you this Come down, come down, come down Well now you're sleepin and you're creepin with the stardom First you do the nasty, then he raped me You're creepin and you're SLEEPIN with the stardom First you do the nasty, then he raped me SAY GAL! Why you comin to the hotel? SAY GAL! You wan good sex we can tell? SAY GAL! Your skirt so tight it hug your butt SAY GAL! You're lookin like you really want.. want.. GAL! Don't tell me you can wear what you want Cause nowadays a most dem gal a dressin like a slut SAY GAL! A woman must, respect herself SAY GAL! So leave the see-through dress upon the shelf Because you're creepin and you're sleepin with the stardom First you do the nasty, then he raped me You're sleepin and you're CREEPIN with the stardom First you do the nasty, then he raped me SAY GAL! You don't wan man call ya bitch SAY GAL! You walk down the street with a switch SAY GAL! Have the answer, control your body SAY GAL! You know you kyan't test me You wanna hug me, you're kinda sexy But if me rush up an' feel your body BOOM! You run cry, Him a rape me BOOM! You run cry, Him a rape me Because you're sleepin and you're creepin with the stardom First you do the nasty, then he raped me You're creepin and you're SLEEPIN with the stardom First you do the nasty, then he raped me .. SAY GAL! KRS keep one lady SAY GAL! All ya kind, nah nobody rush me SAY GAL! At the show, ya MOVE ya body but, I better show now what ya wan' with me Don't try to set me up now witcha own demo tape Don't try to set me up now wit the statuatory rape You wanna hug me, and try to sex me But if me rush up an' feel your body BOOM! You run cry, Him a rape me BOOM! You run cry, Him a rape me Because you're sleepin and you're creepin with the stardom First you do the nasty, then he raped me REEEEEEEEEEEWIND! Now all hip-hop reggae crew Hip-hop reggae crew in Holland Hip-hop reggae crew in London Hip-hop reggae crew in Germany Hip-hop reggae crew in Japan Hip-hop reggae crew in L.A. Hip-hop reggae crew in New York We run tings every single time Sydney Mills, KRS-One, Kenny Parker, D-Square, SEEN? Now all golddigger hold tight SAY GAL! Why you comin to the hotel? SAY GAL! You wan good sex you can tell? SAY GAL! Your skirt so tight it hug your butt SAY GAL! You're lookin you really want.. want.. GAL! Don't say ya wear what ya want Cause nowadays MOST gal dress like a slut SAY GAL! A woman must, respect herself SAY GAL! So leave that see-through dress up on the shelf Because you're sleepin and you're creepin with the stardom First you do the nasty, then he raped me You're sleepin and you're CREEPIN with the stardom First you do the nasty, then he raped me .. [Kenny Parker] This should take five seconds Yo, this is DJ Kenny Parker in the house I just wanna say peace to my man BizMarkie EPMD, De La Soul, A Tribe Called Quest Shabba Ranks, Ice-T over on the West Coast Nice and Smooth, GangStarr And umm Kid Capri And yo check out this next beat cause it's kinda FUNKY!

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