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  • 作词 : Wu Tang Clan
    "So what's up man?
    Cooling man"
    "Chilling chilling?"
    "Yo you know I had to call, you know why right?"
    "Why?"
    "Because, yo, I never ever call and ask, you to play something right?"
    "Yeah"
    "You know what I wanna hear right?"
    "What you wanna hear?
    I wanna hear that Wu-Tang joint"
    "Wu-Tang again?"
    "Ah yeah, again and again!"
    Wu-Tang Clan coming at you, protect your neck kid, so set it off the Inspector Deck
    watch your step kid
    I smoke on the mic like smoking Joe Frazier
    The hell raiser, raising hell with the flavor
    Terrorize the jam like troops in Pakistan
    Swinging through your town like your neighborhood Spiderman
    So uhh, tic toc and keep ticking
    While I get you flipping off the **** I'm kicking
    The Lone Ranger, code red, danger!
    Deep in the dark with the art to rip charts apart
    The vandal, too hot to handle
    you battle, you're saying Goodbye like Tevin Campbell
    Roughneck, Inspector Deck's on the set
    The rebel, I make more noise than heavy metal
    The way I make the crowd go wild, sit back relax won't smile
    Rae got it going on pal, call me the rap assassinator
    Rhymes rugged and built like Schwarzenegger
    And I'm gonna get mad deep like a threat, blow up your project
    Then take all your assets
    Cause I came to shake the frame in half
    With the thoughts that bomb, **** like math!
    So if you wanna try to flip go flip on the next man
    Cause I grab the clip and
    Hit you with sixteen shots and more I got
    Going to war with the melting pot hot
    It's the Method Man for short Mr. Meth
    Moving on your left, ah!

    And set it off, get it off, let it off like a gat
    I wanna break full, cock me back
    Small change, they putting shame in the game
    I take aim and blow that ***** out the frame
    And like Fame, my style'll live forever
    ****** crossing over, but they don't know no better
    But I do, true, can I get a "sue"
    Nuff respect due to the one-six-oh

    I mean oh, you check out the flow
    like the Hudson or PCP when I'm dusting

    ****** off because I'm hot like sauce

    The smoke from the lyrical blunt makes me
    Oh, what, grab my nut get screwed
    Ow, here comes my Shaolin style

    Sloop, B. A. Buh-B. Y. U
    to my crew with the "sue"

    watch your step kid
    c'mon baby baby c'mon
    Yo, you best protect your neck
    First things first man you're ******* with the worst
    I'll be sticking pins in your head like a ******* nurse
    I'll attack any ***** who's slack in his mack
    Come fully packed with a fat rugged stack
    Shame on you when you stepped through to
    The Ol Dirty Bastard straight from the Brooklyn Zoo
    And I'll be damned if I let any man
    Come to my center, you enter the winter
    Straight up and down that **** packed jam
    You can't slam, don't let me get fool on him man
    The Ol Dirty Bastard is dirty and stinking
    Ason, unique rolling with the night of the creeps

    ****** be rolling with a stash
    ain't saying cash, bite my style I'll bite your ************* ass!

    For crying out loud my style is wild so book me
    Not long is how long that this rhyme took me
    Ejecting, styles from my lethal weapon
    My pen that rocks from here to Oregon
    Here's Mordigan, catch it like a psycho flashback
    I love gats, if rap was a gun, you wouldn't bust back
    I come with **** that's all types of shapes and sounds
    And where I lounge is my stomping grounds
    I give a order to my peeps across the water
    To go and snatch up props all around the border
    And get far like a shooting star
    'cause who I am is dim in the light of Pablo Escobar
    Point blank as I kick the ****** biz
    There it is you're ******* with pros and there it goes
    You chill with the feedback black we don't need that
    It's ten o'clock hoe, where the ****'s your seed at?
    Feeling mad hostile, ran the apostle
    Flowing like Christ when I speaks the gospel
    Stroll with the holy roll then attack the globe with the buckus style
    the ruckus, ten times ten men committing mad sin
    Turn the other cheek and I'll break your ******* chin
    Slaying boom-bangs like African drums (we'll be)
    Coming around the mountain when I come
    Crazy flamboyant for the rap enjoyment
    My clan increase like black unemployment

    Yeah, another one dare,
    Tuh-took a genius (to) take us the **** outta here
    The Wu is too slamming for these Cold Killing labels
    Some ain't had hits since I seen Aunt Mabel
    Be doing artists in like Cain did Abel
    Now they money's gettin stuck to the gum under the table
    That's what you get when you misuse what I invent
    Your empire falls and you lose every cent

    For trying to blow up a scrub
    Now that thought was just as bright as a 20-watt light bulb
    Should've pumped it when I rocked it
    ****** so stingy they got short arms and deep pockets
    This goes on in some companies
    With majors they're scared to death to pump these
    First of all, who's your A&R
    A mountain climber who plays an electric guitar
    But he don't know the meaning of ****
    When he's looking for a suit and tie rap
    that's cleaner than a bar of soap
    And I'm the dirtiest thing in sight
    Matter of fact bring out the girls and let's have a mud fight

    You best protect your neck
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Wu Tang Clan
    [00:00.72]"So what's up man?
    [00:01.61]Cooling man"
    [00:02.17]"Chilling chilling?"
    [00:02.86]"Yo you know I had to call, you know why right?"
    [00:05.14]"Why?"
    [00:05.89]"Because, yo, I never ever call and ask, you to play something right?"
    [00:10.89]"Yeah"
    [00:11.52]"You know what I wanna hear right?"
    [00:12.96]"What you wanna hear?
    [00:13.71]I wanna hear that Wu-Tang joint"
    [00:14.96]"Wu-Tang again?"
    [00:15.71]"Ah yeah, again and again!"
    [00:22.42]Wu-Tang Clan coming at you, protect your neck kid, so set it off the Inspector Deck
    [00:29.61]watch your step kid
    [00:32.61]I smoke on the mic like smoking Joe Frazier
    [00:34.17]The hell raiser, raising hell with the flavor
    [00:35.56]Terrorize the jam like troops in Pakistan
    [00:37.39]Swinging through your town like your neighborhood Spiderman
    [00:39.91]So uhh, tic toc and keep ticking
    [00:42.16]While I get you flipping off the **** I'm kicking
    [00:44.75]The Lone Ranger, code red, danger!
    [00:46.97]Deep in the dark with the art to rip charts apart
    [00:49.80]The vandal, too hot to handle
    [00:51.74]you battle, you're saying Goodbye like Tevin Campbell
    [00:54.07]Roughneck, Inspector Deck's on the set
    [00:55.88]The rebel, I make more noise than heavy metal
    [00:58.71]The way I make the crowd go wild, sit back relax won't smile
    [01:01.66]Rae got it going on pal, call me the rap assassinator
    [01:05.80]Rhymes rugged and built like Schwarzenegger
    [01:08.07]And I'm gonna get mad deep like a threat, blow up your project
    [01:11.25]Then take all your assets
    [01:13.57]Cause I came to shake the frame in half
    [01:15.82]With the thoughts that bomb, **** like math!
    [01:17.83]So if you wanna try to flip go flip on the next man
    [01:20.82]Cause I grab the clip and
    [01:22.13]Hit you with sixteen shots and more I got
    [01:24.64]Going to war with the melting pot hot
    [01:26.86]It's the Method Man for short Mr. Meth
    [01:29.21]Moving on your left, ah!
    [01:30.66]
    [01:31.60]And set it off, get it off, let it off like a gat
    [01:34.58]I wanna break full, cock me back
    [01:36.43]Small change, they putting shame in the game
    [01:38.64]I take aim and blow that ***** out the frame
    [01:41.00]And like Fame, my style'll live forever
    [01:42.72]****** crossing over, but they don't know no better
    [01:45.74]But I do, true, can I get a "sue"
    [01:48.00]Nuff respect due to the one-six-oh
    [01:49.85]
    [01:50.41]I mean oh, you check out the flow
    [01:52.66]like the Hudson or PCP when I'm dusting
    [01:54.49]
    [01:55.05]****** off because I'm hot like sauce
    [01:56.75]
    [01:57.38]The smoke from the lyrical blunt makes me
    [01:59.71]Oh, what, grab my nut get screwed
    [02:02.21]Ow, here comes my Shaolin style
    [02:03.96]
    [02:04.58]Sloop, B. A. Buh-B. Y. U
    [02:06.89]to my crew with the "sue"
    [02:08.45]
    [02:13.83]watch your step kid
    [02:14.83]c'mon baby baby c'mon
    [02:15.76]Yo, you best protect your neck
    [02:18.64]First things first man you're ******* with the worst
    [02:21.64]I'll be sticking pins in your head like a ******* nurse
    [02:23.89]I'll attack any ***** who's slack in his mack
    [02:25.67]Come fully packed with a fat rugged stack
    [02:27.94]Shame on you when you stepped through to
    [02:30.39]The Ol Dirty Bastard straight from the Brooklyn Zoo
    [02:32.97]And I'll be damned if I let any man
    [02:35.03]Come to my center, you enter the winter
    [02:37.25]Straight up and down that **** packed jam
    [02:39.81]You can't slam, don't let me get fool on him man
    [02:42.33]The Ol Dirty Bastard is dirty and stinking
    [02:44.22]Ason, unique rolling with the night of the creeps
    [02:46.11]
    [02:46.95]****** be rolling with a stash
    [02:48.83]ain't saying cash, bite my style I'll bite your ************* ass!
    [02:51.67]
    [02:52.20]For crying out loud my style is wild so book me
    [02:54.40]Not long is how long that this rhyme took me
    [02:56.45]Ejecting, styles from my lethal weapon
    [02:58.47]My pen that rocks from here to Oregon
    [03:00.84]Here's Mordigan, catch it like a psycho flashback
    [03:03.03]I love gats, if rap was a gun, you wouldn't bust back
    [03:05.65]I come with **** that's all types of shapes and sounds
    [03:08.26]And where I lounge is my stomping grounds
    [03:10.40]I give a order to my peeps across the water
    [03:12.75]To go and snatch up props all around the border
    [03:14.97]And get far like a shooting star
    [03:16.98]'cause who I am is dim in the light of Pablo Escobar
    [03:19.78]Point blank as I kick the ****** biz
    [03:22.11]There it is you're ******* with pros and there it goes
    [03:24.73]You chill with the feedback black we don't need that
    [03:27.11]It's ten o'clock hoe, where the ****'s your seed at?
    [03:29.37]Feeling mad hostile, ran the apostle
    [03:30.56]Flowing like Christ when I speaks the gospel
    [03:32.69]Stroll with the holy roll then attack the globe with the buckus style
    [03:37.66]the ruckus, ten times ten men committing mad sin
    [03:41.00]Turn the other cheek and I'll break your ******* chin
    [03:43.41]Slaying boom-bangs like African drums (we'll be)
    [03:45.94]Coming around the mountain when I come
    [03:48.05]Crazy flamboyant for the rap enjoyment
    [03:50.17]My clan increase like black unemployment
    [03:51.88]
    [03:52.63]Yeah, another one dare,
    [03:54.56]Tuh-took a genius (to) take us the **** outta here
    [03:57.39]The Wu is too slamming for these Cold Killing labels
    [03:59.97]Some ain't had hits since I seen Aunt Mabel
    [04:02.05]Be doing artists in like Cain did Abel
    [04:04.36]Now they money's gettin stuck to the gum under the table
    [04:06.55]That's what you get when you misuse what I invent
    [04:08.91]Your empire falls and you lose every cent
    [04:10.91]
    [04:11.53]For trying to blow up a scrub
    [04:13.67]Now that thought was just as bright as a 20-watt light bulb
    [04:16.25]Should've pumped it when I rocked it
    [04:18.32]****** so stingy they got short arms and deep pockets
    [04:20.77]This goes on in some companies
    [04:23.00]With majors they're scared to death to pump these
    [04:25.45]First of all, who's your A&R
    [04:27.91]A mountain climber who plays an electric guitar
    [04:30.20]But he don't know the meaning of ****
    [04:32.42]When he's looking for a suit and tie rap
    [04:34.20]that's cleaner than a bar of soap
    [04:35.70]And I'm the dirtiest thing in sight
    [04:37.34]Matter of fact bring out the girls and let's have a mud fight
    [04:39.34]
    [04:47.04]You best protect your neck