作词 : Wu-Tang Clan 作曲 : Wu-Tang Clan Yeah, yo, give me the cue Skip the introduction, prostate the lip function The junction get rushed by some grimy people bustin' **** Splatter your belly like some Attica fellas Use a firearm good, bloods go for hard swelling Insert the spasm, yes the dirty hurt has them Thoroughbred thugs insert the fantasm 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 BejingWhen 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 ****** gotta take you off of here, hold the s****e If we go there we go gritty And spread fear through this rap city, call the mayor My razor sharp darts be like cold stairs The smell of fear makes my nostrils, flair, truth or dare Ask yourself can you compare To these ****** in the hood, Johnny B. GoodeOr he be gone, yeah The struggle goes on, you've been warned P.L.O. 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- TicalYou gots to be kidding, you gots to be kidding Aiyyo kid, you gots to be kidding, my glocks'll be spitting You gots to be kidding, yo It's common sense how I master my circumference, you dense I get locked the **** up, released on my own recognizance Can't be judged, young bloods bust back like scuds Wu-Tang harvest 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 for better regions Wack MC's only lasted one season The morale was low at the corral Adjective pronouns had no style, yo, we propose our Aim the official, initial, is Ruler Zig- Zag-Zig Allah All that other bulls*it ain't permissible Annual increase of the Wu-Tang Manual Handles to a keyboard is true hip-hop set 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 AsiaAnd free the black man from the enslaved labor, Wu-TangThe weight of the fam is on our back and we can't fall Victim to this long hall of fame, meaning nuttin' We came to punish the glutton with a substance That can't be contained, Wu-TangMotherf****rs 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 motherf****r, we know what time it is All you been seeing is upsets in the box and s*it right It's like come on man This ***** f****d up motherf****n' WhittakerDang, he caught WhittakerMmm hmm He caught Whittaker a long time ago Mike got touched Then Mike got touched by Holy field Holy field, yeah, word up Hey, Mike's, Mike's gonna forfeit this fight He ain't fighting McDermit, he ain't fightin'? Nope, whattup? You talkin' 'bout he, what he, what he, what he did? Told them he cut his eye, in sparring Style adoral rap pressing, David Berkowitz Einstein birth to hit, now nurture it M.G.M. front row seat tonight, no gens Purified cleanse, ran into some beef up in the men's Fix your sawed off, Wu-Tang throw me off the cross All you saw was white meat, skin hangin' 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 CanadaSlam 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(Invincible) Knahmsaying? We gonna get down with that WYou gonna get down with that WThat's that Wu, that's that WisdomYou know what I'm sayin'? That's the Wisdom of the UniverseThat's the truth of Allah for the Nation of the GodsYou know what I'm sayin'? We breakin' egg through these days GodYou know what I'm sayin'? We got the f****n' way We got the medicine for yo' 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 CDAnd you'll get all the education you need this year You know what I mean?(Their poisoned minds can't comprehend this s*it) Word man, it's Wu-Tang Forever ********* can't **** with these lyrics GodYou know what I'm sayin'? Knahmean?(Oh hell no, none of this s*it) C'mon man, beats, lyrics man, y'all ******(****** can't even understand half this s*it) Nah(Man, no) I think ****** ain't gonna figure it out till the year two- G(Wax ****** ass for free or fee) Word, yo, you know what? The next Wu- Tang album ain't even Comin' out until Two Thousand You know what I mean? That's just gonna come back with a comet You hear, we gonna bring a comet(Check for that s*it in the millennium) You know what I mean? So, yo, y'all ****** man(Be the resurrection) The Gods is here man Born Gods is here(Born God)
作词 : Wu-Tang Clan 作曲 : Wu-Tang Clan Yeah, yo, give me the cue Skip the introduction, prostate the lip function The junction get rushed by some grimy people bustin' **** Splatter your belly like some Attica fellas Use a firearm good, bloods go for hard swelling Insert the spasm, yes the dirty hurt has them Thoroughbred thugs insert the fantasm 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 BejingWhen 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 ****** gotta take you off of here, hold the s****e If we go there we go gritty And spread fear through this rap city, call the mayor My razor sharp darts be like cold stairs The smell of fear makes my nostrils, flair, truth or dare Ask yourself can you compare To these ****** in the hood, Johnny B. GoodeOr he be gone, yeah The struggle goes on, you've been warned P.L.O. 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- TicalYou gots to be kidding, you gots to be kidding Aiyyo kid, you gots to be kidding, my glocks'll be spitting You gots to be kidding, yo It's common sense how I master my circumference, you dense I get locked the **** up, released on my own recognizance Can't be judged, young bloods bust back like scuds Wu-Tang harvest 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 for better regions Wack MC's only lasted one season The morale was low at the corral Adjective pronouns had no style, yo, we propose our Aim the official, initial, is Ruler Zig- Zag-Zig Allah All that other bulls*it ain't permissible Annual increase of the Wu-Tang Manual Handles to a keyboard is true hip-hop set 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 AsiaAnd free the black man from the enslaved labor, Wu-TangThe weight of the fam is on our back and we can't fall Victim to this long hall of fame, meaning nuttin' We came to punish the glutton with a substance That can't be contained, Wu-TangMotherf****rs 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 motherf****r, we know what time it is All you been seeing is upsets in the box and s*it right It's like come on man This ***** f****d up motherf****n' WhittakerDang, he caught WhittakerMmm hmm He caught Whittaker a long time ago Mike got touched Then Mike got touched by Holy field Holy field, yeah, word up Hey, Mike's, Mike's gonna forfeit this fight He ain't fighting McDermit, he ain't fightin'? Nope, whattup? You talkin' 'bout he, what he, what he, what he did? Told them he cut his eye, in sparring Style adoral rap pressing, David Berkowitz Einstein birth to hit, now nurture it M.G.M. front row seat tonight, no gens Purified cleanse, ran into some beef up in the men's Fix your sawed off, Wu-Tang throw me off the cross All you saw was white meat, skin hangin' 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 CanadaSlam 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(Invincible) Knahmsaying? We gonna get down with that WYou gonna get down with that WThat's that Wu, that's that WisdomYou know what I'm sayin'? That's the Wisdom of the UniverseThat's the truth of Allah for the Nation of the GodsYou know what I'm sayin'? We breakin' egg through these days GodYou know what I'm sayin'? We got the f****n' way We got the medicine for yo' 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 CDAnd you'll get all the education you need this year You know what I mean?(Their poisoned minds can't comprehend this s*it) Word man, it's Wu-Tang Forever ********* can't **** with these lyrics GodYou know what I'm sayin'? Knahmean?(Oh hell no, none of this s*it) C'mon man, beats, lyrics man, y'all ******(****** can't even understand half this s*it) Nah(Man, no) I think ****** ain't gonna figure it out till the year two- G(Wax ****** ass for free or fee) Word, yo, you know what? The next Wu- Tang album ain't even Comin' out until Two Thousand You know what I mean? That's just gonna come back with a comet You hear, we gonna bring a comet(Check for that s*it in the millennium) You know what I mean? So, yo, y'all ****** man(Be the resurrection) The Gods is here man Born Gods is here(Born God)
