作词 : Wu-Tang Clan 作曲 : Wu-Tang Clan I despise your killing and raping
You're despicable are you my judge It's just you should be punished
I'm going to chop off your arm so are you ready Yo yeah yo yo yo yeah
Check these high hats sting things moving through the rubbish Party robust rec room style for you brothers Time's ticking eruptments conduct
Entering one funk before the drum dry up Dial style jab vocab slow Alphabet run construction voice might blow Tap dance swelling Hemingway novel model For a breather dirty reefer hide your bottle Cut down come with something that's round and profound Blood brothers people of colors we get down Watch this fly force feed things being said Nine Diagram acid black evil red left his Mic half a dangle seriously man My mic clapper def wish everlasting plan Heavenly God body know me as the cleaner Night champion old villain style seem a Kiss of spider to God saga why bother Godfather talk drama fly swatters Number two Chao San Poi This Wu **** be hard to kill and full blown Rhymes filtered through the net before words hit the chrome Pro tools editing tracks that's rough 'Cause a jam without a live MC isn't enough So we attack this and grab all within' reach Throw a scrap back to ****** perfect your own speech **** is copper it ain't worth the mic stands Used by backup singers in Atlantic City bands ****** look on and get hooked on this mic line Real thin and shift through the pipeline LP's delivered with style and potential ****** flowin' smoothly in a sequential Order revealin' hidden tape recorders Stashed inside pockets of those who lack aura Twist the DAC up them ****** with math is back up Watch he act up fifty-two block track we slap up Playground maneuver jet to Vancouver like this Two Kahluas one chick she's German Luger Get the **** on light a fresh pack bust it open With the seal on Dunn deal on this with the real on Next Rocky ring call it to Decatur Slang sou fleer home decorator player Mic immigrants nine of us formed resemblance Somethin' flashy God dead-armed is nasty Peep the ornaments enough to make Shorty-Wop stare at me yo He killed the God might as well throw a chair at me Yo MC's wonder what's hip hop thunder Tell you the truth it's just one nation under a groove Gettin' down for the funk of it like Fred Sanford in the biz Yo one held his paraphernalia a Wu memorabilia Mailed by the fortune teller tried to tell ya 'Bout the group recruit we scoop up cream like Breyer's Then spread across the globe like telephone wires Thirty-six assorted Shaolin imported Chambers been recorded you're ******' with the loops Time for royalty audit Fabulous establishment metabolism Blackfoot Indian Cherokee started out smaller than amphibian Then grew to a physical body with five meridians As the pendulum swings closer to the millennium Two thousand wickedness is spread amongst my citizen I got a muscle the industrial to make a hustle And politic with Leo and Russell When ****** is still rushin' we'll brush you He's a womanizer But he's an expert at throwing knives
Thoughts are contained in the trenches of the brain Ignite blowin' the mic to Arabian heights As I recite this medley ****** couldn't **** with the Deadly ground I hold down Classical gangland style shots hit the ceiling Panic and confusion echoes through the building Continuing to build I strive for perfection Driven by the will to live glocks I hold Shots I give while searchers of rescue teams Look for means of survival and who's liable For this harrowing experience You scream for the extreme fiend for the cap And proceeds of the Wu-Tang Academy To **** up your anatomy with assault and battery Number two Chao San Poi Number two Chao San Poi
[00:00.000] 作词 : Wu-Tang Clan [00:01.000] 作曲 : Wu-Tang Clan [00:03.89]I despise your killing and raping [00:06.14] [00:07.51]You're despicable are you my judge [00:12.26]It's just you should be punished [00:14.26] [00:15.45]I'm going to chop off your arm so are you ready [00:19.01]Yo yeah yo yo yo yeah [00:25.01] [00:26.39]Check these high hats sting things moving through the rubbish [00:28.64]Party robust rec room style for you brothers [00:31.20]Time's ticking eruptments conduct [00:32.95] [00:33.52]Entering one funk before the drum dry up [00:35.89]Dial style jab vocab slow [00:38.20]Alphabet run construction voice might blow [00:40.58]Tap dance swelling Hemingway novel model [00:42.77]For a breather dirty reefer hide your bottle [00:45.20]Cut down come with something that's round and profound [00:47.52]Blood brothers people of colors we get down [00:49.89]Watch this fly force feed things being said [00:52.20]Nine Diagram acid black evil red left his [00:55.08]Mic half a dangle seriously man [00:56.95]My mic clapper def wish everlasting plan [00:59.20]Heavenly God body know me as the cleaner [01:01.70]Night champion old villain style seem a [01:04.08]Kiss of spider to God saga why bother [01:05.89]Godfather talk drama fly swatters [01:08.70]Number two Chao San Poi [01:13.70]This Wu **** be hard to kill and full blown [01:15.77]Rhymes filtered through the net before words hit the chrome [01:18.14]Pro tools editing tracks that's rough [01:20.33]'Cause a jam without a live MC isn't enough [01:22.70]So we attack this and grab all within' reach [01:25.01]Throw a scrap back to ****** perfect your own speech [01:27.51]**** is copper it ain't worth the mic stands [01:29.76]Used by backup singers in Atlantic City bands [01:32.13]****** look on and get hooked on this mic line [01:34.57]Real thin and shift through the pipeline [01:37.13]LP's delivered with style and potential [01:39.20]****** flowin' smoothly in a sequential [01:41.57]Order revealin' hidden tape recorders [01:44.01]Stashed inside pockets of those who lack aura [01:46.32]Twist the DAC up them ****** with math is back up [01:48.63]Watch he act up fifty-two block track we slap up [01:51.13]Playground maneuver jet to Vancouver like this [01:53.70]Two Kahluas one chick she's German Luger [01:55.70]Get the **** on light a fresh pack bust it open [01:58.20]With the seal on Dunn deal on this with the real on [02:00.51]Next Rocky ring call it to Decatur [02:02.70]Slang sou fleer home decorator player [02:04.45]Mic immigrants nine of us formed resemblance [02:07.39]Somethin' flashy God dead-armed is nasty [02:09.51]Peep the ornaments enough to make Shorty-Wop stare at me yo [02:12.39]He killed the God might as well throw a chair at me [02:14.89]Yo MC's wonder what's hip hop thunder [02:17.01]Tell you the truth it's just one nation under a groove [02:19.70]Gettin' down for the funk of it like Fred Sanford in the biz [02:23.57]Yo one held his paraphernalia a Wu memorabilia [02:26.32]Mailed by the fortune teller tried to tell ya [02:28.82]'Bout the group recruit we scoop up cream like Breyer's [02:31.14]Then spread across the globe like telephone wires [02:33.26]Thirty-six assorted Shaolin imported [02:35.76]Chambers been recorded you're ******' with the loops [02:37.95]Time for royalty audit [02:38.76]Fabulous establishment metabolism Blackfoot Indian [02:42.70]Cherokee started out smaller than amphibian [02:44.95]Then grew to a physical body with five meridians [02:47.51]As the pendulum swings closer to the millennium [02:49.76]Two thousand wickedness is spread amongst my citizen [02:51.95]I got a muscle the industrial to make a hustle [02:54.70]And politic with Leo and Russell [02:56.20]When ****** is still rushin' we'll brush you [02:58.01]He's a womanizer [02:59.33]But he's an expert at throwing knives [03:01.08] [03:01.83]Thoughts are contained in the trenches of the brain [03:03.83]Ignite blowin' the mic to Arabian heights [03:05.95]As I recite this medley ****** couldn't **** with the [03:08.70]Deadly ground I hold down [03:10.45]Classical gangland style shots hit the ceiling [03:13.26]Panic and confusion echoes through the building [03:15.64]Continuing to build I strive for perfection [03:17.95]Driven by the will to live glocks I hold [03:20.39]Shots I give while searchers of rescue teams [03:22.70]Look for means of survival and who's liable [03:25.39]For this harrowing experience [03:26.58]You scream for the extreme fiend for the cap [03:29.70]And proceeds of the Wu-Tang Academy [03:31.14]To **** up your anatomy with assault and battery [03:34.33]Number two Chao San Poi [03:36.83]Number two Chao San Poi
