Projects International Remix Lyrics - Wu-tang Forever - Wu-tang Clan

[Raekwon the Chef] 

The Fuck? 

It's just the new way of thinkin 

Light up the broccoli kid 

Throw the relish in my back pocket 

Keep your eyes open 

Push your seat back, just flow... 

That's how we doin it 

Bound by honest sword take over the set; rap from here to Que-bec 

Throw up the tech, crash your intellect select a vet 

Swimsuit mammal handle, yo every fly vandal go to project 

Slam you like Hamill's wife 'fore the scandal 

Wally sandal just a sample, my niggaz fertilize thoughts 

Yo mad support drink a quart then bamboo 

When nasty can blew, my pen sterile won't perform if I'm not lampable 

Askin my man'll get you slapped down; play the anthem 

Lit it who wit it champagne get it, that's the ticket 

Solid nines soundin like crickets snatchin worker shipment 

Pull the air, long dick it, we talk right before we left lifted 

Just like a long sleeve, guess who rip it? 

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[God] Projects 

[Rae] My niggaz survive, just like a movin target 

[God] Projects 

[Rae] Where niggaz live and some sell garbage that's 

[God] Projects 

[Rae] Try to escape the flyin shells dodgin 

[God] New York projects 

[Rae] I'm livin large yo, stop miragin 

[Method Man] 

Sign of the times, conspiracy to overthrow the mind 

Behind every fortune there's a crime 

This technique is tech-9 

Blast at any Close Encounter of the Third Kind 

This be the evil that man do, we dismantle, any adversary 

Them niggaz all thumbs and can't handle, my flurry 

Hear me, you jam all you want to scare me 

Don't even kid me, shit in my coke aimin at cha kidney 

Photos 

Pressure, Red Hot like Chili Pepper 

Black 'n Decker, hardware avoid the leper 

Five o'clock shadowboxer, hold down the sector 

Bet ya bottom dollar lecture, be hard to swallow 

Double oh-seven mark 

The secret agent that Max/well and Get Smart, through entertainment 

Welcome to The Killin Fields, with Johnny Dangerous 

Headbanger boogie niggaz goin thru changes 

[God] Projects 

[Rae] My niggaz survive, just like a movin target 

[God] Projects 

[Rae] Where niggaz live and some sell garbage that's 

[God] Projects 

[Rae] Try to escape the flyin shells dodgin 

[God] Projects 

[Rae] I'm livin large yo, stop miragin 

[Ghostface Killah] 

Suck my dick it's the kid with the fat knob 

I bust all into ya face, plus it come in globs 

Quick get on your knees, with yo' sweet pussy let it breathe 

Two fingers is all in your hole, think I can fit three 

Your pink lips, spread it in shit, let me throw my dick in 

Grab my shit and place it gently, on your clit 

Ping-pong pussy, wide world of wombs titty saggin 

Stomach on some scriveled up prune shit 

Too much air in your pussy you screamin that it's 

TALKIN TO YOU DADDY, fart's breathin out your lips splashin my dick badly 

Use vinegar, to try to tighten up your ginger 

All-mighty dick, ran in with a cape, some call him engine 

Lightning rod bob, black candy cane attatched to God 

Thick, like a great adventure cigar, in your garage 

Pregnant pussy have you fall out, like Remi on the house 

Watch the teeth for slobbin my shit 

You bit it on the couch, dry pussy leave the friction burns 

Plus beef I hone, the condom broke 

Bitch you got AIDS I'm shakin in my bones