Lyrics:
imagine that color like
But you got it drippin' like it's marble cake like
Know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Check it, yo, yo, yo, yo
niggas!
As high as Wu-Tang get
Allah allow us pop this shit
Just like black shoe fit
If you can't wear it, well don't fuck with it!
Yo, too many
done want your man served up
That'll get the fans worked up
Homie really wanna play, stir it up
I'mma catch me a wave, surfs up
Gliding on the track like
Wu tang wit it
Wu tang wit it
Wu tang wit it
Wu tang wit it
Do ya dance girl
Happy birthday to your twin and i'm wishing you the worse
I wish her
the face
He's right 'cross my left eye
"That's just to let you know Wu-Tang Clan nothing to fuck with
We come real with our shit. We ain't no fuckin'
and dirty like your moms pots and pans
From a smoked pipe, drink it down like Sedan
This is how ya Enter the Wu-Tang Clan (Yeah)
36 Chambers, you're
like your moms pots and pans
From a smoked pipe, drink it down like Sedan
This is how ya enter the Wu-Tang Clan, yeah
36 Chambers, you're pu-tang man,
featuring Dr. Doom Ghostface Killah Holocaust Ms. Roxy
[Holocaust (Ms. Roxy)]
(Bobby Digital) Wu Tang Killer Bees
(Its all about
up in
I think he's on that shit again (the Wu-Tang slang is mad dangerous)
Twisting niggas out hard, gettin' rid of 'em (the Wu-Tang slang is mad
that's by any means
They say that they got it, ain't got it like me
Hop on the track, can't fight like me
They gassed up, but ridin' on e
Can't be like
Yeah, come on, man, aw shit
It's that fly diabolical, come on
Let's go Ra, come on
I got to tell 'em, man, I got to tell 'em
Based on a true
Wu-Tang Clan concentrate
Bounce on the track Donna crack it like a safe
My slang is editorial explicit material
Briefcase yo, live in stereo flow
Carolina joint, that's my blue thang (got a new)
Got my Chinese joint, that's my Wu-Tang (hey hey hey)
Every other day it's a New Thang (hey hey hey)
Kross
Who the boss? Niggas get tossed to the side
And I'm the dark side of the Force
Of course it's the Method, Man from the Wu-Tang Clan
I be hectic,
Kross
Who the boss? Niggas get tossed to the side
And I'm the dark side of the Force
Of course it's the Method, Man from the Wu-Tang Clan
I be hectic,
done want your man served up
That'll get the fans worked up
Homie really wanna play, stir it up
I'mma catch me a wave, surfs up
Gliding on the track like
slum computer wizard
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards
The wildlife that kills for ice trife, like by the digits
Gorillas injected with
Slay bitches with the Shaolin slang
Stapletown, Park Hill, we just doing our thang
(Straight up, Wu-Tang killa bees)
The best that ever do it
feel like Wu-Tang
Let me be your man, be your Boo-Thang
Racing for your love, I feel like Usain
Catch me riding down the street in that new thing
Cash
rid of the boo thang
Better tell em' kick rocks like its wu-tang
You gotta do it for the clan, do it for the gram
Baby I am not your fan, but I can be
chill!
I don't need to rhyme no more, niggas know, yo!
To all the Wu-Tang Clan members
The Ghostface Killer, the GZA, the RZA, the Ol Dirty Bastard
even knew that the sky was fallin' down
Wu-Tang-Clan for the crown
What's that? I didn't hear you (shut the fuck up)
Come on, a little louder (shut
die
Who ya know with a flow like this?
Bring em in
What clan you know blow like this?
Bring em in
Take that nigga [that nigga...]
And hide, but he got knocked by the homicide
And this happens everyday around my way
So I pray that I can live another day
Wassup, Wu Tang Clan in here
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