in my ear Just more cushion for the pushin', dear Guess I had to move when she got down to it A little, a little, a little (more for the bone) She likes
Tercüme: Zehir. Bir Kemik Daha Fazla / i daha İstiyor.
a disguise and hide, 'cause it'll be my fault So don't do drugs and do exactly as I don't, 'cause I'm bad for you See children, drugs are bad (Uh-huh
my name, If you come around here, i make 'em all day, I get one down in a second if you wait, Sometimes i feel sitting on trains, Every stop i get to i
for more Yes, the hour's four, I told you before Prepare for mic fights (And plus the cold war) This rhyme you digest through the RZA console Ask why I
Chorus: one more for the bone, she likes lips and one more for the bone, she dont need no diamond rings, couldn't get her through the door, so i did
, hurry and fasten your seatbelt 'Cause I'm about to start broadcastin' The words of wisdom, so turn up the system Loud and clear, I don't want no one to miss one
I started dealin Robbin and stealin If not for killing then I'm known as a villain If you want problems I'm ready and willing And I'll get up in your
, I house niggaz like apartments with Mic mechanisms, I dissect a rhythm, move crowds with kinetic wisdom It's like a Malcolm X-orcisim, fuck the rhythm, I hit him I want
-think about pain I know about gasping attacks and mirror-blood I know about shitbags and shame I know a fuckload more than you realise A fuck of a lot more than you think I
dies, jacked up by the state. Another glorious advance for civilisation. One small step for man. One giant step for mankind. For he so loved the world
than I ever been this one gon' get a ten Rappers, I'ma murder y'all wit your own medicine I move with faith, I never have doubt I'm so hungry you would
me I'd get with you all, but I really don't pick em How one by one she lures them in, I'm the one who tricks them Your coffin sealin temperature chillin the silent killer I
me if you want, homey, violation's a no-no I am the health hazard, skull & bone, poisonous logo Unleash the dragon, massacre the scene I'm spitting,
done with spells up Poisonous cook The kon artis Make way for the hell raiser Mysterious neighbor Cuttin throats with broke coke Bottles and rusty razors I ain't the one
out loud, Wu-Tang's back for more Yes the hour's four, I told you before Prepare for mic fights (and plus the cold war) [Verse One: U-God] This rhyme
