Wu-Tang Clan lyrics
Wu-Tang Clan lyrics
"Back In The Game lyrics"
Nancy Whiskey lyrics
I am a weaver, a Carleton Weaver, I am a rash and a roving blade. I have silver in my pouches; I'm going to follow the roving trade. Chorus: Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy-O Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey Whiskey, Whiskey, Na ncy-O I went in by Glasgow City, Nancy Whiskey I chanced to smell. I went in sat down beside her, seven long years I loved her well. (Chorus) The more I kissed her the more I loved her. The more I kissed her the more she smiled I forgot my mother's teaching Nancy Whiskey had me
(feat. Ron Isley)I am a weaver, a Carleton Weaver, I am a rash and a roving blade. I have silver in my pouches; I'm going to follow the roving trade. Chorus: Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy-O Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey Whiskey, Whiskey, Na ncy-O I went in by Glasgow City, Nancy Whiskey I chanced to smell. I went in sat down beside her, seven long years I loved her well. (Chorus) The more I kissed her the more I loved her. The more I kissed her the more she smiled I forgot my mother's teaching Nancy Whiskey had me
"It's true - the Shaolin and the Wu-Tang, could be dangerous!"
[Method Man]
Uh-huh, Mr. Biggs, Track Masters (woo!)
It's a Wu-Tang official right here y'know
[Inspectah Deck]
Yeah, the employees of the year yeah we're back to work
We took time off, while other rappers got jerked
Shit's bout to change now, it's a shame how
things ain't the same but I'm back in the game now
And as we step in the door, we cause panic
Yep, the usual suspects, we at it
Vexed at it, y'all went a week with the belt
Few chicks felt your style, now you feelin yourself
Meet your maker, I dropped you at eight years old
I got stock in your flow and crops to sharehold
Crops with the prose where cops won't dare go
Got top centerfolds too hot to wear clothes
Still me - always have and will be
Ill G - it's silly to hate but feel free
Hey - hear what I say, they gotta pay
And my return is like Christ, declare the holiday
[Chorus: Ron Isley]
Back in the game now.. copped me some weed now
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Fantasy World lyrics
"Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth, For the first heaven and earth had passed away." Fantasy World The land of dreams and wishes Fantasy World Where I feel in control I drink from a river of lava I fly in a mountain of stone Fantasy World I get what I desire Fantasy World Where you return my love And my powerful muscles protect you From the monsters you fear in your soul And no-one is lonely there No-one is homely there I won't be comin' back home I'm on my way, I'm on my way I'm on my way, I'm on my way I'm on my way,
y people bout to eat now.. shit's bout to change now"Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth, For the first heaven and earth had passed away." Fantasy World The land of dreams and wishes Fantasy World Where I feel in control I drink from a river of lava I fly in a mountain of stone Fantasy World I get what I desire Fantasy World Where you return my love And my powerful muscles protect you From the monsters you fear in your soul And no-one is lonely there No-one is homely there I won't be comin' back home I'm on my way, I'm on my way I'm on my way, I'm on my way I'm on my way,
Back in the game now.. all my niggaz in the hood now
Better catch up now.. shit's bout to change now
[Method Man]
Uh, y'all see I'm in the street strugglin
Young dumb and thuggin, give a FUCK about nuttin
Stuck at rock bottom, tryin to come up on somethin
Pumpin from sundown to sun-up, we hustlin
Vision my nigga now get in where you fit in
And see prison, as just the high cost of livin the life
Ante up cause if you blow the dice
on that O-Z, Dorothy ain't goin home tonight
That's on e'rythang, put it on the kids and the wife
Been buryin my folks ever since they raised the price on the coke
Searchin for a quick antidote
Mo' money, mo' problems to cope
[GZA]
We were at the same table when the chips were checked
A gamblin +Rebel+ who +Inspects+ the +Deck+
Just when you thought we would fold our hand
Against all odds we raised the bet like we changed the plans
It was live on air but in between station breaks
I was holdin a pair and just made the tab
Aryan Diplomacy lyrics
Take what we want like a proud bird of preyWe might just take your soulCastrating jackals that stand in our waySo the seed shall never growIt's the Aryan way stand with pride wait for the dayWhen the filth that surrounds us shall no longer stand in our wayWait for that dayShed not a tear as the blood hits the groundFrom the first kill to the lastJust like the tanks that are crushing the bonesIt's a necessary taskCHORUS:You live a lie and swear by your handDon't be afraid to surrenderA sol
e stakesTake what we want like a proud bird of preyWe might just take your soulCastrating jackals that stand in our waySo the seed shall never growIt's the Aryan way stand with pride wait for the dayWhen the filth that surrounds us shall no longer stand in our wayWait for that dayShed not a tear as the blood hits the groundFrom the first kill to the lastJust like the tanks that are crushing the bonesIt's a necessary taskCHORUS:You live a lie and swear by your handDon't be afraid to surrenderA sol
Split the demos, put insurance on tapes
A safeguard against the crusaders in capes
If I double down they say the Gods are sharks
If we win against the house they thought the cards was marked
We draw hit after hit from a royal flush menu
While the dealer promoted the full house venue
A spade in the club with the heart to wear diamonds
The high roller who got credit upon signin
They look puzzled when I shuffle, most of 'em stunned by the hustle
Recourse of bluff game's your muscle
[Chorus - 0.75X]
[Raekwon] Say what? ("Shaolin shadowboxing!")
[R. Isley] Shit's bout to change..
[Raekwon the Chef]
Aiyyo, on rainy days I sit back and count ways on
how to get rich, coolin with a mean ill Jamaican bitch
Banana coat matchin with the ratchet
Lil' black weave sweatpants style, air force is actin
Jump in the 6, kicks look crisp, talkin bout the bird
Flow through your hood in the mean tints that's giant
It's like the family that flipped on you for lyin
Buried you alive, left your whore
Can U Help Me lyrics
Umm Why, Umm Why Living on the edge out of control And the world just wont let me slow down But in my biggest picture was a photo of you and me Girl you know I tired ("I WORK HARD TO" )provide all the material things I thought that would make you happy I'm confuse can you make me understand Cause I tired to give you the best of me I thought we were cool maybe I was ("BLIND") But never took time to see! Can u help me? Tell me what you want from me Can u help me? Tell me why you want to l
cryinUmm Why, Umm Why Living on the edge out of control And the world just wont let me slow down But in my biggest picture was a photo of you and me Girl you know I tired ("I WORK HARD TO" )provide all the material things I thought that would make you happy I'm confuse can you make me understand Cause I tired to give you the best of me I thought we were cool maybe I was ("BLIND") But never took time to see! Can u help me? Tell me what you want from me Can u help me? Tell me why you want to l
We on your floor look more doors
Dey ain't ate either, I hope y'all niggaz is armed
And when we get there, all my niggaz in the mix
Yeah Shallah Lex, Diamond got me buyin Louis Rich
[Ghostface Killah]
Most people say the Clan was missin since I got dropped offa radio
Overnight your whole style was bitten in the process
Everybody switched they names like
Whatcha call it, any fast (?)
It was the Gods that repped that, sharkskin dark skinned bitches
Clarks from Digi left the game dizzy
Ooh got busy, that dancey shit slid through
We had to stay hood cause that's who we been through
RZA came through, mastermind got the cash and power
Proof that power plastered divine classical lines
Mathematical rhymes, the style is unbearable
Now niggaz with the radical shines
It's Ghost-Deini, every coast need me
We back motherfucker that's right, it's the W.T.C.
World Trade Center, Wu-Tang Clan
We brought so much heat that we was givin you tears an' shit
[Chorus]
[Ron Isley ad libs to fade]