am (my Wu-Tang slang is that New York City crack) No, can't get it near, I quit (my Wu-Tang slang is that New York City crack) All day, all night, what
shit and it's makin me sick The critic wanna write, write about that It's a crown motherfucker, it's more than a hat YEAH, I come legit like the Wu-Tang
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Onyx Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Onyx Aiyyo, staircase to stage now, major waves Tanktop Nautica, flipping your daughter thirty ways Yeah who
2X {*pause*} Chorus [Raekwon] Yeah uh huh, uh huh, Miami niggaz Word up, show your love Yeah y'all, yeah y'all, yeah Word up, London, Europe, Africa
days My man is going insane Word up y'all My man is going insane Word up Insane The sun moon and stars Fly cars, word up y'all
'all fucked up for real Now we got to show y'all niggas the deal I sling raps like cracks on the street Attack riot rise above Smash, y'all trash, y'all
'il est.. Et ce rappeur me dit le temps qu'il fait... [Cilvaringz] Yo, all you analog Manchu Dirty Rotten shits Pointin' Fingers at my high-frequency relationships We Fam son, Wu
the negative swarm Born mentally and physically from the essence Where North Star be flexin', questin', addressin' All minds that's hectic, no place to be North Star
-love in the place to be All-American lyrics, the top choice in this rap market from Now y'all the way to England 'Cuz my click be jinglin' under Wu-
under the wing Together we can capture the ring You the human highlight, body type, just right Hairdo stay tight, go hard ball all night All-star shine
Yo, this goes for all my brothers and sisters locked down For all my peoples incarcerated, for those who ain't make it Yo, in the housing, thousands
free, oh yeah The population was seventeen men with the two man Indians Making a total of nineteen men for all Being, for all men, all over the planet earth Magneta, magneta, magneta, Wu
juices going Producers know him, as the kid with the Iron Palm Righteous hammer, examine the firearm Approach or get fired on, permanent chest scar 'Empire Strikes Back', check out the Death Star Bless y'all, wet y'all
hound on dope. (Yeah. Yeah.) Word. Word life. La The Dark'. Big up to my many Buck-Buck. Don't sweat that. (What up, son.) It's all good. (Check it.
hound on dope. (yeah. yeah.) Word. word life. la the dark'. Big up to my many buck-buck. Don't sweat that. (what up, son.) It's all good. (check it.
all calm down man calm down calm down Yeah, and yo Now yo, youknowhatI'msayin? I wanna tell y'all Y'all up under the restrictions of the Wu camp
rap mayor it's me I'll be the sprayer The docs in the realm you contemplate your prayers Medior right eclipse takin' in the nine-fifth All you gapin'
, bevor ich wußte, daß Schluß ist für all die andern war das Ende fern wir warn ein Paardu warst mein Stern, ich war dein Star