Wu-Tang Clan lyrics
Wu-Tang Clan lyrics
"Clan In Da Front lyrics"
Shock Of Point 6 lyrics
Bow down bow down bow down And I'll give you everything Bow down bow down bow down And I'll give you everything that a man could need Everything is there in time Everything's recurring in time We conceive with our sense based minds Three dimensions of time So a line becomes a plane and a plane becomes solid Everything is turning on wheels Amen
[Intro: RZA]Bow down bow down bow down And I'll give you everything Bow down bow down bow down And I'll give you everything that a man could need Everything is there in time Everything's recurring in time We conceive with our sense based minds Three dimensions of time So a line becomes a plane and a plane becomes solid Everything is turning on wheels Amen
Up from the 36 Chambers...
Heheh.. it's the Ghost..*Face*..*Killahh* Hehheheh
Wu-Tang
Wu-Tang Killa Beez, we on a swarm
Wu-Tang Killa Beez, we on a swarm
Wu-Tang Killa Beez, we on a swarm
Wu-Tang Killa Beez, we on a swarm
The RZA, the GZA, Ol Dirty Bastard, Inspectah Deck, U-God
Ghost Face Killer, the Method Man, Raekwon the Chef, the Master Killer
Raw Desire, LeVon, Power Cipher
Twelve O'Clock, Sixty Second Assassin, the 4th Disciple
The Brand White
K.D. the Down Low Wrecka, Shyheim AKA The Rugged Child
Doo-Doo Wales, Mista Hezakiah -- better known as the Yin and the Yang
The Tru Masta, Asan, DJ Skane, The Tru Robocop comin thru
Scientific Shabazz, my motherfuckin man Wise the Civilized
The Shaolin Soldiers, Daddy-O and Popa Ron
Comin down from the motherfuckin South end of things
Killa beez all over your fuckin planet
Thirty-six chambers of death
Three-hundred and sixty degrees of
Come Back lyrics
I remember when we used to love It seems like yesterday You know that I understand But I wish that you could stay But you live far away Seems so far away Now I can't wait until the summertime I know you'll be coming back real soon Baby you know how much I'm missin' you Said I'm missin' you, I'm missin' you I been thinking about you lady Things ain't been the same since you'be been gone I can't live without you lady So won't you comeback,
perfected stylesI remember when we used to love It seems like yesterday You know that I understand But I wish that you could stay But you live far away Seems so far away Now I can't wait until the summertime I know you'll be coming back real soon Baby you know how much I'm missin' you Said I'm missin' you, I'm missin' you I been thinking about you lady Things ain't been the same since you'be been gone I can't live without you lady So won't you comeback,
Choppin off your motherfuckin dome...
...peace, and every fuckin borough
Crooklyn, Manhattan, Queens, Staten Island
The motherfuckin Bronx, killa beez....
(The sword? C'mon, give him the sword)
[Chorus: The Genius]
Clan in da front, let your feet stomp
Niggaz on the left, brag shit to death
Now hoods on the right, wild for the night
Punks in the back, c'mon and attract to...
[Verse One:]
The Wu is comin thru, the outcome is critical
Fuckin wit my style, is sort of like a Miracle
on 34th Street, in the Square of Herald
I gamed Ella, the bitch caught a Fitz like Gerald --
-- ine Ferraro, who's full of sorrow
Cuz the hoe didn't win but the sun will still come out tomorrow
and shine shine shine like gold mine
Here comes the drunk monk, with a quart of Ballentine
Pass the bone, kid pass the bone
Let's get on this mission like Indiana Jones, the GZA
One who jus
Feed Me To The Lions lyrics
Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni too emotional am I? too emotional am I? with a spirit soaring ten miles high I sing loud words that make me cry too emotional are we? too emotional are we? defying all security I mean to keep this fire in me because you're feeding me to the lions you're feeding me to the lions feeding me to the lions too emotional are you? too emotional are you? with just one heart to see you through a world where facts are so untrue
t represent the Wu-Tang clickAdam Ant/Marco Pirroni too emotional am I? too emotional am I? with a spirit soaring ten miles high I sing loud words that make me cry too emotional are we? too emotional are we? defying all security I mean to keep this fire in me because you're feeding me to the lions you're feeding me to the lions feeding me to the lions too emotional are you? too emotional are you? with just one heart to see you through a world where facts are so untrue
With the game and soul, of an old school flick
Like the Mack and Dolemite, who both did bids
Claudine went to Cooley High and had mad kids
so stop, the life you save may be your motherfuckin own
I'll hang your ass with this microphone
Make way for the merge of traffic
Wu-Tang's comin thru with Full Metal Jackets
God squad that's mad hard to serve
Come frontin hard, then Bernhard Goetz what he deserves
[Chorus]
[Verse Two:]
The response while I bomb that ass, "You ain't shit!"
Your wack ass town had you gassed
Egos is somethin the Wu-Tang crush
Souped up niggaz on a stage get rushed
I don't give a god damn, on the shows you did
How many rhymes you got, or who knows you kid?
Cuz I don't know ya therefore show me what you know
I come sharp as a blade and I cut you slow
You become so Pat as my style increases
What's that in your pants ahhh human feces!
Thr
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number one in acquisitions now there is no foreign soil go global like a round thing go global like a hole to every money matchmaker splicing green as fast as you can let's break it down and start again memo to the partners i'm changing all the locks i'm pissing on your modems i'm shredding all the stock chose a color for your ceiling i'm waiting for the bottom to drop in a room so brightly lit i can't see in you would never say you were out of time coming with the fi
ow your shitty drawers in the hampernumber one in acquisitions now there is no foreign soil go global like a round thing go global like a hole to every money matchmaker splicing green as fast as you can let's break it down and start again memo to the partners i'm changing all the locks i'm pissing on your modems i'm shredding all the stock chose a color for your ceiling i'm waiting for the bottom to drop in a room so brightly lit i can't see in you would never say you were out of time coming with the fi
Next time come strapped with a fuckin Pamper
How ya sound B? You're better off a quitter
I'm on the mound G, and it's a no-hitter
And my DJ the catcher, he's my man
Anyway he's the one who devised the plan
He throws the signs I hook up the beats with clout
I throw the rhymes to the mic and I strike em out
So it really doesn't matter on how you intrigue
You can't FUCK with those in the major leagues
[Chorus -- 2X]
Hoods on the right
Punks in the back... to what
Niggaz on the left
Hoods on the right
Punks in the back, c'mon... to what
...let your feet stomp
...brag shit to death
...wild for the night
(Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu)
(Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu)
(Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu)
Niggaz on the left, brag shit to death
Hoods on the right, wild for the night
Punks in the back, c'mon and attract to
Clan in da front, let your feet stomp