Get Them Out Ya Way Pa Lyrics - The 8 Diagrams - Wu-tang Clan

If you got it light it up, if you got it light it up 

If you got it light it up, if you got it light it up 

If you got it light it up, if you got it light it up 

If you got it light it up, if you got it light it up 

Ain't no shook in 'em, Pyrex pots is hot, fiends is cooking 'em 

Little niggaz hugging the block, cops is booking 'em 

Women hugging they purse when they spot the crook in 'em 

Back when little J got shot, pops was whooping 'em 

Little noses dripping with snot, ock, now look at 'em 

The ghetto got a hook in 'em now, drugs, stay pushing 'em 

Used to throwing dirt in these blunts, now, it's kush in 'em 

Used to tell these chicks to shut up, now he's shooshing 'em 

Get cash, get that ass, or put a foot in 'em 

Iron Flag, flag that cab, Bedford and Put-e-nam 

There ain't no puss in 'em, dick, dildo or gush in 'em 

Niggaz still got that juks in 'em 

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If he front then we stomp 'em out 

Get 'em out your way pa 

If he drunk and he run his mouth 

Get 'em out your way pa 

If he front then we stomp 'em out 

Get 'em out your way pa 

Get 'em out your way pa 

Move, move, move 

If he front then we stomp 'em out 

Get 'em out your way pa 

If he drunk and he run his mouth 

Get 'em out your way pa 

If he front then we stomp 'em out 

Get 'em out your way pa 

Get 'em out your way pa 

Move, move, move 

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I'm seduced by the chrome, it's a ruthless poem 

It took a little time to get his juices going 

Producers know him, as the kid with the Iron Palm 

Righteous hammer, examine the firearm 

Approach or get fired on, permanent chest scar 

'Empire Strikes Back', check out the Death Star 

Bless y'all, wet y'all, do the impossible 

Where I'm from, we use dum-dums in the arsenal 

Highly sparkable, get stretched off the knuckle check 

Known to scuffle, I take it to the upper deck 

Universal conquest, kung fu, buckle vets 

In a duffle bag, max yo, a couple techs 

Give 'em ear hustle, Wu brand, we programmed 

Next time we dance, it won't be a slow jam 

I fear no man, son you get lynched up 

Nigga bitch get Frankenstein stitched up 

If he front then we stomp 'em out 

Get 'em out your way pa 

If he drunk and he run his mouth 

Get 'em out your way pa 

If he front then we stomp 'em out 

Get 'em out your way pa 

Get 'em out your way pa 

Move, move, move 

Yeah, voice skipping off percussion 

Give it to 'em how they love it, slow flow, deadly beloved 

All praise, the daunting, calm yet 

So alarming without a word being spoken 

A thought with no voice, just a nod and a look 

The contract was took, straight cash, off the books 

A major pawn took a Don, look he's armed 

With a few black rooks from the heart of the Crook 

Shook ones look while they hung him on Hercules hooks 

They found his body near a shallow brook, escaped on foot 

Switched the look up, out of state he got the hook up 

The flipped cake, thought lighter than the feather 

Yet heavier than weight, when my mind state starts to break, take cover 

Over RZA instrumental, I'm damn near invincible, it's simple 

If he front then we stomp 'em out 

Get 'em out your way pa 

If he drunk and he run his mouth 

Get 'em out your way pa 

If he front then we stomp 'em out 

Get 'em out your way pa 

Get 'em out your way pa 

Move, move, move 

If he front then we stomp 'em out 

Get 'em out your way pa 

If he drunk and he run his mouth 

Get 'em out your way pa 

If he front then we stomp 'em out 

Get 'em out your way pa 

Get 'em out your way pa 

Move, move, move 

Tell me, what are they like? 

They got holes in the top, five round holes 

While I was watching, this stranger hit them 

But his fingers went right through the bone 

So then, they've mastered it 

It's some style of kung fu, you know it? 

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