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Wu-tang Clan

Genres: Hip-Hop

People Say Wu-tang Clan Lyrics - Wu-tang Clan

But still, if one of their men is so ferocious 

Don't worry about it 

A disciple 

I'm well aware my kung-fu is unbeatable 

Brother, we're trapped 

 

That's when my heart turned cold 

I'm a product of the block 

We used to cook the product in the pot 

Add soda, turn the product into rock 

It's in my DNA, you see it started with my pops 

In his heyday he probably put your father in a box 

In my heyday, I probably put the product in my sock 

Ain't no vacay, the props become a problem when it's hot 

Mayday mayday, but no charge, I'm nutty with the bars 

That's a payday so bruh, this ain't even a bar 

This is AA, back up in the trunk with the AK 

Each line pack a Fabolous punch, no diss to Ray J 

Nah, see I don't dab and I don't nae nae 

Got bottles coming out, warriors come out and play-ayy 

Just know I'm Grade A, get a slice of bread 

Okay, some hoods love me, some would like me dead 

Okay, my goon's hungry, his eyes is red 

But he clumsy, go oops upside your head 

 

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We had 'dro and po', suckers 

Range Rovers flood up the Rucker 

Me, a thousand chains on, I got put on well up 

Evergreen baggies, selling capsules, running in classrooms 

Slick bastards get C.R.E.A.M, yelling 'Cash rule!' 

Smile like Pacquiao, but under the leather 

Hold a MAC 1-O, pumpin' up in 1 Oak, the Grammy hour 

Coke chemists taste the flow, it's numb, needs copper rum 

Blunting off the get back, salute me then one, I'm out 

Off to the races, my blazers ain't patient 

They want to spray shit, get elephant blown for stalking Rae shit 

Jammies carry nitrogen, light up a section like I'm on Vicodin 

Fuck with the righteous men, and we fighting 'em 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, the rebels is here 

Metals and gear, getting fried off the medical, that's incredible 

The flyest, the most notorious while they tapping those liars 

Off niggas heads like papayas 

 

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Before I poly, Red lighting the Bob Marley 

So I can cipher God bodies from the John Gotti's 

Everybody a boss, saying they time's money 

Women injections, leave 'em with odd bodies 

Babies having babies, wearing Old Navy 

Robbin' old ladies, that's a product of no home training 

I show you the ropes, I'm narrating Al Haymon 

I told Lighty, if I hate him, I'mma violate him 

I'm not a shooter but I know shooters 

And if them shooters don't shoot up, I'll go suit up 

Redman and the W, it's televised 

We ain't them niggas, media telling hella lies (Fuck you!) 

This a campfire of a vampire 

I don't sleep when hot beats through the amplifier 

And every nigga got something to say 

I'm like, 'Yeah okay, y'all corny anyway' 

Doc 

 

People say 

Love is just a energy 

Dealing with the claim baby 

(Oh baby) 

 

My-my-my team hard, making 'em lean hard 

You see more riders lined up than you'll see at a theme park 

My queen hot, making the scene pop, routine, akh 

Online gangstas, I'm giving them screenshots 

Hard writing lyrics to God, right? 

Twisting the tale, sick as hell, Christian Bale from The Dark Knight 

On sight, fogging your fog lights, your dog's like 

Swayze at the Road House, down for the bar fight 

Like this, like an IG pic 

Before the Seahawks' 24, Lord, I been on that beast shit 

Pussy, you wack, something like a cheap trick 

Mike in the Billie Jean vid, I got the streets lit 

Shining star, find another, you gon' find it hard 

Certain death, Deck'll walk off with minor scars 

Firing squad, defying the odds 

And the flow solitary, just me behind the bars 

 

Sparks up the bullet-proof, game face intensity 

Applying ingenuity, Tec criminology 

Sharp mathematically 

Certified, recognized by every eye worldwide 

Back to the streets of the do or die hustler 

I understand politics, consistent, never quit, superstar, I write hits 

Come have a listen y'all 

Getting money, flipping it 

Scripting it, record it, fans then applaud it 

Ship a hundred mil', they bought and took a snort of it 

Quotes like heroin coke mixed with dope 

Have a overdose cardiac, Allah spin the beat back 

Watch the magnetic attract 'em, club pack 'em 

They stiff 'cause their wisdom was stripped when I'm attacking 'em 

 

People say 

Love is just a energy 

Dealing with the claim baby 

(Oh baby) 

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