Bells of War
Give me the cue Skip the introduction Proceed the lip function The junction get rushed by some grimy people busting weed Splatter your melons like some Attica felons Use a firearm good Bloods go for heart swelling Insert the spasm Yes the dirty herb has him Thoroughbred thugs insert the phantasm Verbal smarts, spark the word, visit my scripture Exotic wine, holding nine, Picasso pictures When the rhyme pivot you now, limit your chance Bodyguard the lyric with unlimited stance Words seem to zing on down to Beijing When we touch down you crown renowned kings There's no honor amongst thieves Street pharmaceutical Stack like Genovese, the four devil tempt mad men But not these We profound hardcore sound To MC's thumbs down, prepare Killa bees it be warfare, this the year Niggas gotta take you off of here Hold the square If we go there we go gritty And spread fear through this rap city, call the mayor My razor sharp darts be like cold stares The smell of fear makes my nostrils flair Truth or dare Ask yourself can you compare To these niggas in the hood, Johnny B. Goode Or he be gone yeah The struggle goes on, you've been warned PLO from here to Lebanon How many bombs must we drop in the Ninety-Now Walk a mile in my shoes, get the street news from Meth-Tical You gots to be kidding, you gots to be kidding Ayo kid you gots to be kidding Allah said it's written You gots to be kidding yo It's common sense how I master my circum-fer-ence You dense I get locked the f*ck up Released on my own recognizance Can't be judged, young bloods bust back like scuds Wu-Tang hovers one thousand notches above MC level Yo, I stay high as like treble Foes who oppose get plucked like rose pedals Arresting and holding, penetrate forbidden regions Wack MC's only lasted one season The morale was low at the corral Adjective pronouns had no style Your weak proposal Aim the official, initial is Ruler Zig-Zag-Zig Allah All that other bullshit ain't permissable Annual increase of the Wu-Tang manual Handles to keep this hip-hop shit tangible Illegible, every egg ain't edible My tracks remain Unforgettable Like Ol' Nat Cole Got to catch this paper to buy Shaquasia a glacier Throw chairs to deck a skyscraper Understand that the continents of Africa and Asia And free the Black man from the enslaved labor, Wu-Tang The weight of the fam is on our back and we can't fall Victim to this long hall of fame, meaning nothing We came to punish the glutton with a substance That can't be contained, Wu-Tang Motherfuckers We be seeing y'all asses when we walk up in the club Y'all all in the back Scared to speak the speak cause you scared Punk motherfucker, we know what time it is All you been seeing is upsets in the boxing shit, right It's like come on man This nigga fucked up motherfucking Whitaker Dang, he caught Whitaker He caught Whitaker a long time ago Mike got touched Then Mike got touched by Holyfield Hey Mike's, Mike's gonna forfeit this fight He ain't fighting McDermit He ain't fighting Nope What up You talking bout he, what he, what he, what he did Told them he cut his eye, in sparring Stella D'oro wrap breadsticks David Berkowitz Einstein birthed a hit, now nurture it M.G.M. front row seat tonight, no gens Purify, cleanse, ran into some beef up in the men's Fix your sawed off Wu-Tang tore me off the cross All you saw was white meat Skin hanging off These is words from the Arch Bishop Some call it six up The Betty Crocker, Marvel cake stakes admissor Wax janitor, black Jack Mulligan from Canada Slam dance, tarantula style, you'se a fan of the Monopoly king, Slavic poetry Carnegie Hall's off the hook Let's push through the armory Mack truck hitting soloist, Soul Controllers Behold of the thousand teeth fist, swift and boneless You know cause Wu-Tang is invincible, you know what I mean It's Wu-Tang Forever God We gonna get down with that W You gonna get down with that W That's that Wu, that's that Wisdom That's the Wisdom of the Universe That's the truth, of Allah, for the Nation of the Gods You know what I'm sayin' We breaking egg through these days God You know what I'm sayin' We got the fucking way We got the medicine for your sickness Out here, ya know what I mean I was telling Shorty like Yo Shorty, you don't even gotta go to summer school Pick up the Wu-Tang double CD And you'll get all the education you need this year You know what I mean Their poisoned minds can't comprehend this shit Word man it's Wu-Tang Forever God Niggas can't f*ck with these lyrics God You know what I'm sayin' Nah mean Oh hell no, none of this shit Come on man beats, lyrics man, y'all niggas Niggas can't even understand half this shit I think niggas ain't gonna figure it out til the year Two-G (Wax niggas ass for free or fee) Word Yo, you know what The next Wu-Tang album ain't even coming out until 2000 You know what I mean That's just gonna come back with a comet You hear, we gonna bring a comet Check for that shit in the millennium You know what I mean? So, yo, y'all niggas man Be the resurrection The Gods is here man Born Gods is here
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