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Utwór: For heavens sake

  • wykonawca: Wu-Tang Clan
  • wyświetleń: 958

Yo, one two one two Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang
   It's the Wu, creepin in the shadows Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang
   (Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang)
   "Oh baby, for heavens sake"
   Sir I, Excalibur
   "Oh baby, for heavens sake"
   (Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang) 2X
   "Oh baby, for heavens sake"
  
   Verse One: Inspectah Deck/Rebel INS
  
   Yo, aiyyo my rap style swing like Willie Mays
   My eyes Purple Haze, my solar razor burn through shades
   My grenades raid the airwaves, catch this rap page
   I glide like, hovercrafts on the Everglades
   Boom master, with the faster blade, track slasher
   Manufacture poems to microphones, bones fracture
   Limited edition composition spark friction
   non-fiction, the calm bomb keep your arm distant
   Zero tolerance, dominant intelligence
   Wu original, true colors step from the melanin
   The most high, most try, to get close by
   and overthrow I, but choke, with they hopes up high
   I circulate the tri-state and vibrate beyond the Richter
   Flies sense to flock when they spot this live nigga
   The crowd seducer black your third eye before I lose ya
   Verbal high I leave stars in the eyes of Medusa
   Top ten, parley like Cochran, it's often
   narrow margin, of your odds to dodge the marksman
   Murder rap, kill you soft like Roberta Flack
   Words attack like a british bulldog, observe the stacks
  
   Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang
   "Oh baby, for heavens sake"
   (repeat both lines 4X)
  
   Verse Two: Masta Killa
  
   Now all pay tribute to this entity
   A spark that surges through the undergrowth
   overwhelmin the populace from the entry
   The Wu-Tang Dynasty, has emerged
   from this elite fleet
   I was appointed to strike the vital nerve
   Mouths tend to utter and speak empty words
   Observe the magnetic attraction as we breathe
   Seeds of MC's at these fake ass industry niggaz
   feed off, the chrome mic tend to squeeze off
   and spray, an array of shots
   that travel downwind, just respect pyrhiffic pen
   as I send, the minds of the weak
   To rise and take power I blew tower-ing over the land
   as we stand, expanding our CREAM
   A dollar to every grain of sand
   Let the mind use the physical as planned
  
   "Oh baby, for heavens sake"
   Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang
   "Oh baby, for heavens sake"
  
   Verse Three: Cappadonna
  
   Yo, yo, this is Beirut
   Try to comprehend check out my new suit
   Gods blend aim take fire pure destruction
   Dissapear from here, my year, drop the stupid LP's everywhere
   Fallin out the sky tall sniper
   Raps by Cappadonna hit the countryside
   Poetry whirlpool, RZA and True collide
   We produce article exception to the rule
   We the black men that struck oil, the hardboiled
   Cats that made that Watergate thing go spoiled
   The heavy-handed, locked down stranged with Cyrus
   Wu Pirates, sneak inside the club, low eyes
   Low down dirty, twelve thirty, night time crawlers
   Off-the-wallers, basketball gun brawlers
   Smoked out throw both fists for nine-seven
   Slang reverand, put the best work in
  
   Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang
   "Oh baby, for heavens sake"
   (repeat both 4X)

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