Execution In Autumn Lyrics - Wu-tang Clan

You stepped in the pit of the flame 

You're lost on beat street 

I'mma throw spit on your name 

Hit it raw when they mention the name 

It's like Mike when he score with like 2 seconds left in the game 

Small change, don't step in my lane 

I rock too hard body 

I click, bang, give em the pain 

Nah man, can't get with them games 

Your boy born with it 

So how you gonna get him to change? 

You a lame, putting shit in the game 

Piranha wanna see me in the state greens, 

in prisoner chains 

But I'm smooth like the groove to the listener brain 

And you only understand it if you've been through my pain 

Icy white spitters in frames 

Hustle in my blood, bet my seed's gonna get it the same 

Yes indeed, I'm destined to reign 

So ahead of the game 

All aboard y'all, get on the train 

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Banana clip, macaholic, I'll slap your Captain John 

Go in the freezer, gotta sneeze the tits out the toilet 

Niggas is norbits, runnin up on the dice game 

Call it preacher suit or holdin a raw fifth 

Put that call in, it's dough in the wall, stall him 

Plastic bags laying in the floor with ya 

It's just dog's day, reservoir out in Utah yo 

Where my dope in marijuana's got more than 

Real nights and for them, we pay to have a roast 

Assassins is strapped, this the only way the yay grows 

More leverage, more 7's, ridin around with legends 

Payin judges or we be up in New York repping 

Raise it on up 

Bobby 

Yo 

Yea 

Hine, yo 

Photos 

Miramax movie magic, 

Cold beer on tap, rumor has it 

Words put ideas on track 

Footprints, I walk on earth and appear on maps 

Star Police, 2.5 mill a year on cap 

Wu wear on my cap, dime piece on a lap 

300 pushups a day, put them trees on yo back 

Beat a captain, a lieutenant black man 

Who invented chopping samples up 

To make the beats that's ascended to 

Every genre of music, the whole spirit of music 

I produce arrange, engineer the music 

Yo, my ear candy been dope 

My pen stroke like Zoro 

Hit the heavy bag like Foreman in the Congo 

Mini transmitter, night vision in the stronghold 

Rock long roads, smell snakes with a strong nose 

Every time the horn blow the Wu signal's back on 

Transform, platform, a whole nother platform 

We coming back for em to smash the spot 

Kid, I'm on the team too, pass me to the rock 

Til the casket drop, I'mma flip yo wig 

Rip close, honey didn't know my dick this big 

You get kicked in the ribs with 2 chrome gauge 

Daily venom, I send em back to stone age