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
