The W Lyrics - Essential Wu-tang Clan - Wu-tang Clan

[GZA (RZA)] 

I grew up around block parties ready to rock 

Behind the rope nigga with my rhymes on cock 

The verse shot first nigga who had shit to pop 

A bad weather blow the feathers off a hundred flocks 

With 70% goose, 30 ducked, get stuck 

And each link in your chain is trucked 

No ends in this rhyme cipher with nine snipers 

Charge of the kiss from the Pied Piper 

I live around DJ's, b-boys, MC's 

Through rap never thinkin' +Airways+ are TVs 

It was strictly all about magnificant rhyme clout 

+Rec Room+, 2 dollars with the flyer as we would doubt 

Now his wigs pushed back 

Name scratched off the plaque, too wild to re-enact 

(Yo) 

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[Chorus x2: U-God] 

Got to check out +The W+, got to check out-- +The W+ 

Got to check out +The W+, got to check out-- +The W+ 

[Method Man] 

MC's have the right to remain silent 

Everything you say can and will be used against y'all muh'fuckers 

And Mef can only trust ya as far as I can see ya 

Me need ya? That'll be the. day, ya busta 

It gets no rougher when, me and my comrades rush ya 

Like red heat with hammers and sickles 

I milk like ya baby mama's nipples, got issues 

It's just us, so what's what if any can touch us 

Then lord strike me down where I stand at now 

wit this bottle of Remy, gettin' fucked up child, listen 

The most notable MC, ya source for hip hop quotable MC 

Of course it's Tical! 

[Chorus] 

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[U-God] 

The Princess, the Pope, incest, dope 

Choke you by the throat, the chrome handle smoke 

The man not for joke, we all out for broke 

Plus the herbal that I tote, the murder that I wrote 

You can't do me none, my Uzi weighs a ton 

I'm comin' from the slum, Wu is number one 

I stumbled on the drum, the Gods are troublesome 

+Rumble+ when we come, boy you better +Run+, +Run+ 

[Chorus] 

[Raekwon] 

Aiyo, it's like this jumpin' out of golden whips 

Flashin' mega bricks, outfits, rock ridiculous whips, bitch 

Wavy hair, men of the year, bent in the stairs 

Sick winter gear, been on position is where 

Call him an Asiatic God-body, +Longevity+ 

Slang rap, you get your whip wrapped 

Swing through the hood calmly 

Yo what up? Staten Island, Bush, George 

Dust shut shit off, whips spin off 

Get off, slips, which, wiz 

Mind di-tects mines, lines lick sick nines 

Pick wines, lift up, bill a nigga six flies 

Dip wide, dress my shit up, fuck six times, wish mine 

Rub lamps, take thousand dollar crystalines 

[Chorus]