Bells Of War Lyrics - Wu-tang Forever - Wu-tang Clan

Cut it off... 

One: U-God 

Yeah, yo 

Give me the cue 

Skip theduction, prosate the lip function 

The junction get rushed by some grimy people bustin' weed 

Splatter your belly like some Attica fellas 

Use a firearm good, bloods go for hard swelling 

Insert the spasm, yes the dirty hurt has them 

Thoroughbred thugs insert the fantasm 

Verbal smarts, spark the word, visit my scripture 

Exotic wine, holding nine, Picasso pictures 

When the rhyme pivot you now, limit your chance 

Bodyguard the lyric with unlimited stance 

Words seem to zing on down to Beijing 

When we touch down you crown renowned kings 

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two: Method Man 

There's no honor amongst theives, street pharmaceutical 

Stack like Genovese, the four devil tempt madmen 

But not these, we profound hardcore sound 

To MC's thumbs down, prepare 

Killa bees it be warfare, this the year 

Niggas gotta take you off of here, hold the square 

If we go there we go gritty 

And spread fear through this rap city, call the mayor 

My razor sharp darts be like cold stares 

The smell of fear makes my nostrils -- flare, truth or dare 

Ask yourself can you compare 

to these niggas in the hood, Johnny B. Good 

or he be gone, yeah 

The struggle goes on, you've been warned 

P.L.O. from here to Lebanon, how many bombs 

Must we drop in the Ninety-Now 

Walk a mile in my shoes, get the street news, from Meth-Tical 

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Three: RZA 

You gots to be kidding, you gots to be kidding 

Aiyyo kid, you gots to be kidding, my glocks'll be spitting 

You gots to be kidding, yo 

It's common sense how I master my circum-fer-ence, you dense 

I get locked the fuck up, released on my own recognizance 

Can't be judged, young bloods bust back like scuds 

Wu-Tang harvest one thousand notches above 

MC level, yo, I stay high as like treble 

Foes who oppose get plucked like rose pedals 

Arresting and holding, penetrate forbidden regions 

Wack MC's only lasted one season 

The morale was low at the corral 

Adjective pronouns had no style, yo, we propose our 

aim the official, initial, is Ruler Zig-Zag-Zig Allah 

All that other bullshit ain't permissable 

Annual increase of the Wu-Tang Manual 

Handles to a keyboard is true hip hop set tangible 

Illegible, every egg ain't edible 

My tracks remain Unforgettable, like Ol' Nat Cole 

Got to catch this paper to buy Shaquasia a glacier 

Throw chairs to deck a skyscraper 

Understand that the continents of Africa and Asia 

And free the black man from the enslaved labor, Wu-Tang 

Interlude: Masta Killa, Method Man, Raekwon 

The weight of the fam is on our back and we can't fall 

Victim to this long hall of fame, meaning nuttin' 

We came to punish the glutton with a substance 

That can't be contained, Wu-Tang 

Motherfuckers 

We be seeing y'all asses when we walk up in the club 

Y'all all in the back 

Scared to speak the speak cause you scared 

Punk motherfucker, we know what time it is 

(Raekwon conversating with some people) 

All you been seeing is upsets in the boxing shit right 

It's like come on man 

This nigga fucked up motherfuckin Whittaker 

Dang, he caught Whittaker 

Mmmmhmmm 

He caught Whittaker a long time ago 

Mike got touched 

Then Mike got touched by Holyfield 

Holyfield 

Yeah, word up 

Hey, Mike's -- Mike's gonna forfeit this fight 

He ain't fighting McDermit 

He ain't fightin? 

Nope 

Whattup? 

You talkin bout he -- what he, what he, what he did? 

Told them he cut his eye, in sparring 

Five: Ghostface Killah 

Style adoral rap pressing, David Berkowitz 

Einstein birth to hit, now nurture it 

M.G.M. front row seat tonight, no gens 

Purified cleanse, ran into some beef up in the men's 

Fix your sawed off, Wu-Tang throw me off the cross 

All you saw was white meat, skin hangin off 

These is words from the Arch Bishop, some call it six up 

The Betty Crocker, marvel cake stakes admissor 

Wax janitor, black Jack Mulligan from Canada 

Slam dance, tarantula style, youse a fan of the 

Monopoly king, Slavic poetry 

Carnegie Hall's off the hook, let's push through the armory 

Mack truck hitting soloist, soul controllers 

Behold of the thousand teeth fist, swift and boneless 

RZA 

You know, cause Wu-Tang is invincible, youknowhatI'mean? 

It's Wu-Tang Forever God (invincible) 

Knahmsaying? We gonna get down with that W 

You gonna get down with that W 

That's that Wu, that's that Wisdom 

YouknowhatI'msayin? That's the Wisdom of the Universe 

That's the truth, of Allah, for the Nation, of the Gods 

YouknowhatI'msayin? We breakin egg through these days God 

YouknowhatI'msayin? We got the fuckin' way 

We got the medicine for yo' sickness 

Out here, ya knowhatImean? 

I was telling Shorty like -- 

Yo Shorty, you don't even gotta go to summer school 

Pick up the Wu-Tang double CD 

And you'll get all the education you need this year 

YouknowhatImean? 

(Their poisoned minds can't comprehend this shit) 

Word man, it's Wu-Tang Forever God 

Niggas can't fuck with these lyrics God 

YouknowhatI'msayin? Knahmean? 

(Oh hell no, none of this shit) 

C'mon man -- beats, lyrics man, y'all niggas 

(Niggas can't even understand half this shit) 

Nah (man, no) 

I think niggas ain't gonna figure it out til the year Two-G 

(Wax niggaz ass for free or fee) Word 

Yo, you know what? The next Wu-Tang album ain't even 

comin out until Two Thousand 

YaknowhatImean? That's just gonna come back with a comet 

You hear, we gonna bring a comet 

(Check for that shit in the millenium) 

YouknowhatImean? So, yo, y'all niggas man 

(Be the ressurection) The Gods is here man 

Born Gods is here 

(Born God)