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Wu-Tang Clan
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225 Rounds
At 3:47, more than 150 rounds of ammunition
Were fired into your apartment, which was about 200 yards away
A few moments later, another fifty to seventy five rounds
Were fired in the street and you're gonna stand here
And tell me you didn't see a goddamn thing?
I live life lavish and my chain is carats
The last flame on the train to Paris
Used to be lame then I changed to maverick
So many clothes, can't name the fabrics
Dynamics, I want the fame
And my name engraved in granites
This the land and I came to grab it
Yeah, you movin' sideways, change your habits
Yeah, used to rock minks, then I change to rabbit
From out the garbage, I came from Abbott's
Used to be righteous then changed to savage
Bang my ratchet like Bangkok Dangerous
36 Chamber Fists, trianglist
Watch me mangle this, star spangle this
Rock cowboy, wrangle it, create mega hits
I'm from the grain, game at my fingertips
Yeah, Killah Hill, lay it down
Killa Bees on the swarm
Nigga
Aiyo, I plow down tracks like I'm out for revenge
Fuck it, it seems like the drama never ends
Be in the projects like I never left out
Might be on odds good, see a nigga stressed out
I can't take it, seems like my hood is cursed
Bad niggas, I thought that the good was first
My old hawk, she march with a foul parade
Don't learn shit 'til another child is sprayed
I'm out here, fuck it like I live on Targhee
And Rico keep a low cut like laundry
I don't give a fuck, y'all made me bitter
I'ma whip your kids out like a babysitter
I'm a grown man but I'm young in the mind state
Live in every borough but New York, my tri state
Test me, you nothin' but a bitch on the tour bus
Pour piss on you, leave you stuck with four months
My head fucked up, I'm off my clean streak
Don't make me pick the nines up, I come from mean streets
My unit snitched on me, ratted me out
They all ganged up on me, try to take my mouth
However the cause, I'ma chill and get bent
That cut from dirty cloth who cut from cement
Original Tarzeen got the crazy glow
Them devils try to jump me, I'm crazy though
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Absolut Vodka rap, crushin' that Goose
O.G. all day like I be on the deuce
Pop off with it, get your army in order
State in Africa, Islam across that water
Yeah, what you talkin' about, nigga?
Word up, you think it can't happen?
Nigga, I smack all y'all niggas
This Big Don from the groupies
Nigga, I be where the Stoupe is
Yeah, told 'em, Afghan will travel
Blowin' earth metals, black sons spills gravel
Bronze man, Oblong javelins in my cabinet
Detroit submit seeds, salutation from the missile plant
Quick to the hollow point, it ain't no olive branch
My low cal, four-oh cal in the cardigan
Tempted by Satan, put a bullet in his diaphragm
Walk around black clouds and quiet violins
Italian fire blends, poet and violent pens
Illest ill, scotch deal, plots and iron winds
Up hill near the ghetto spill the sirens sing
Street dreams, black seed and the inspired kings
From fire water veins, still rain mystery
And chains due to my roots, no doubt in the ring
On the road to riches and diamond speech
I might turn a bag and wash sand in the mountain peaks
Yo, I don't text to send messages
My testosterone stimulate her oestrogens
Whether black, Caucasian or the Mexican, Asians
She get the message and she comin' back for sex again
Organic drugs, my natural persuasion
You under the influence of 36 invasion
Spider-Man, amazin' but I'm darker than Parker
Skin got abrasions from Maria and Tasha's
Slidin' down a street pole, pull up to your party
Stimulated with a jeep full of cherry gap honeys
And bottles of Vodka plus the weed bowls
Here we go
Meditatin', never jealous, overzealous
Wu-Tang Clan's my fellowship, fans massive acapellas
Of our lyrics would be with tracks embellishes
The idea clearer that Wu-Tang forever
This way of life is art, rhymes and cleverness
Enjoyin' by God, no man could sever this
I complete jobs, free and effortless
Use Tiger Crane, Snake Style plus the Leopard Fist
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