Crushed Egos Lyrics - A Better Tomorrow - Wu-tang Clan

You've practiced 20 years? You must be extremely good then 

Perhaps, you [?] with me 

Come and taste my seasonin', Chef, the cooking that is marvelous 

Back with a stove, makin' your mouth water, you starve for this 

Exclusive sneakers with hard denim, heavyweight 

A neighbor illustrated Alex Haley with paper 

Waves spinnin' like the Titanic, come take a float on 

Silky like King Henry, the [?] 

Restaurants with skeleton keys, it's big business 

Well groomed and elegant posture is real dapper 

Status is gigantic, culture's alpaca 

Meetings in the Vatican, drinkin' scotch with the Muscle Milk 

Praises go to Ason, the dynasty Mr. Russell built 

Feed me royal shottas with Glocks, clean 'em with GT Oil 

China dolls from Bangkok, we bang 'em, train 'em and make 'em loyal 

Trees stank, she come kiss the top of my Yves Saint 

Wise-Universal Tang when I bang 

Grizzly with the big bank, it's 5 stars, y'all, when I call rank 

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Egos are somethin' that the Wu-Tang trust 

These stupid jealous niggas, y'all 'bout to get rust 

This ashes to ashes to dust to dust 

These [?] cannot fuck with us, Lord 

Egos are somethin' that the Wu-Tang trust 

These stupid jealous niggas, y'all 'bout to get rust 

This ashes to ashes to dust to dust 

These [?] cannot fuck with us, Lord 

Rifles out, bear like the Russian 

Octagon tuggin' silk drawers frontin', while her head stuntin' 

[?] flood the garage 

Man the goats launchin' charge cards from Africa 

Catch me in the hookah lodge 

Brains linked, twisted [?], say the seeds bang 

Coffee pots with graveyard rings, flippin' Gs 

Yankee hoodlum on the top of the charts 

Dart throwers, they're sharks 

Everybody wanna know when my gun barks 

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Non-athletic anti-semetic synthetic rappers get no credit 

Pathetic septic lines, incompetent styles not embedded 

Wu-Tang slang bangs in your brain, this is not genetic, prophetic 

Unadulterated talent while y'all talk that bullshit rhetoric 

Egos are somethin' that the Wu-Tang trust 

These stupid jealous niggas, y'all 'bout to get rust 

This ashes to ashes to dust to dust 

These [?] cannot fuck with us, Lord