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Wu-tang: 7th Chamber - Pt. 2 (Edit)

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Wu Tang Clan

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Lời bài hát: Wu-tang: 7th Chamber - Pt. 2 (Edit)

Nhạc sĩ: Wu Tang Clan

Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650

Niggas on the left, rag *** to death, hoods on the right, wild for the night, punks in the back, come on in the track to what? Land in the front, let your feet stomp, niggas on the left, rag *** to death, hoods on the right, wild for the night, punks in the back, come on in the track to what? Yeah, come on the tour, you mother***in' naughty-headed niggas, go to them camouflaged large niggas, bring that ***in' meth in here, man, and we gon' drink some of that night*** Champion gear that I rock, you get your boots knocked, then attack it like a pit, then lock *** down Cause I come and freaks the sound, hardcore, but givin' you more and more, like ding, not sure to get you open like six-packs Killer bees attack, flippin' what, murder on fat tracks, alright, I kick it like a knife, flight, work like, I get that ass raw, I'm goin' spike Check the method from back rock, cause I rock your head to back, just like rockin' what, twin blocks, shake the ground while my beats just break it down Raw sound, goin' to war right now, so you're warmin', we usually take on niggas' garments, save your breath before I bomb I be that insane nigga from the psycho ward, I'm on the trigger, cause I got the Wu-Tang swords, and how you figure that you can't even *** with mine? Hey, Eurythma, hit me with that *** one time and pull the player, niggas say the beef on the cap, I'm milkin' this homie cause it's my show to cap The *** you wanna do, but it's Mike Beef, dude, I'm like a sniper, hyper off the ginseng root, B.L.O. stand, Buddha monks with the hand Now who the *** is in the cap, cap? Yeah, yeah, yeah, I leave the mic in body bags, my rap style has the force to leave you lost like the Travis Sebastian Murderous material made by a madman, it's the Mike Wecker, Inspector, Batman from the badlands of the killer Fat fanatic, representin' with a skill that's iller, dare to compare, get pissed just like a heir The Tsubiru Wild Pop, strictly hardware, armed and geared cause I just broke out the prison Charged by the system for murderin' the rhythm, now lo and behold, another deadly episode Bound to catch another ***in' charge when I explode Slammin' a hype ass verse to your head first, I ramshack gettin' the track and that's that Rap assassins faster, quick to blast and hard rock, I ran up in spots like Fort Knox I'm hot, top notch, ghost thinks with logic, flashbacks how I attacked your whole project I'm raw, I'm rugged and raw, I repeat, if I die, my seed'll be ill like me Approachin' me, don't matter, respect, chops your neck, I get vexed like crashin' up a fat ass leg So clear the way, make way, yo, open the cage, piece of mouth, chantin' like a runaway slave You're gettin' stripped from your garments, boy, find your jewels Hold the mask, got me open like Velourian tools I bring death to a snake when he least expects Ain't a damn thing changed, boy, protect your neck Ruler zig-zag, trigger large, yammer spade-o Quick to stick my Wu-Tang sword right through your navel Suspense move, force bein' bought through my utensil The pencil, I'm ready for all winds up against you Ever been runnin' through your county like the maverick Caps or the tablets, I gots to make the fabrics Are you, are you, are, are, are you a warrior, killer? Slicin' *** like a samurai, the old dirty *** from the bar Old dirty clan of terrorists, comin' at your ass like a sorceress Shootin' that piss, niggas speakin' in on my ***in' nerves Vines say we kickin' and we wanna kick they ***in' ass to the curb Boy, you got monkey breath, like the old specialist A carrier, messenger, warrior, this experience is for the unexperienced My clan is thick like plaster, Russia, slasher Twitter nigga back like a Dutch master killer Gal jumped off and kill her, killer I was the thriller in the alley, Frasier, Manila I came down with fat tracks that combine to interlock Like gettin' smashed by a center block, bow, now it's all over Niggas seein' pink hearts, chevrons, orange stars, and green clovers Pink hearts, chevrons, orange stars, and green clovers Pink hearts, chevrons, orange stars, and green clovers

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