[Target Bonus Track] [Verse 1:] Ok, you ain't know shit It's weezy f baby like a newborn bitch You ain't know shit I put your girl to work now heres
wide From the Hills, of the Shaolin With an iron fist of fury and a mighty sword To fulfill the prophecy of the Wu-Tang, of the Wu-Tang [Verse 1: Raekwon
Troy escape our view a cold and stormy fate awaits our rendezvous Onward we ride, into the raging fury Setting our course by the moon and sun We
that) Hush Is Coming (I said you can tell ?em that) Hush Is Coming Verse 2 (hush) I?ve waited so long to unleash on these streets A diary with more fury
Verse 1 I put my life in this game and vow to always kill it Make you fuckin' feel it with blood I gotta spill it fo real I got a lifeliine of thoughts
their apostle's fossils and crazed right A rude awakening and but now I'm alert And that's right down my line of work The whole Brotherhood new verse
nervous cuz he refused to be they servant Cuz he spit truths that shook heads that burned like black churches pros and verses filled with a million
[Verse 1] I this day and age, babes strut with their shades up C, B or A cup, usually in make up, they flake up Won't date me cause I took a pay-cut Even
come wicked nigger [AZ] You sit back relax catching contacts Sip your cognac And let's all wash this money Through this laundry mat Sneak attack A new
Verse 2: Madchild] Hang the hang man Jesse James gang Guns drawn at sundown, fun starts from one pound The one pound of marijuana, new era Shame blue
high noon Pusha straight like, half-past noon "Hell Hath No Fury" coming soon, bet we'll do number one [Chorus 1] + (w/ Malice ad-libs) [Verse 4 - Malice
of my cock But I run across the stadium in a pair of your socks In a trenchcoat wit? the pencil and a watch Then drop a verse before you can focus to
: [Vers 1] Tomorrow - the century what will we find the fall of mankind? Milleniums are calling is this the end should we repent? Nobody knows what will
noon Pusha straight like, half-past noon "Hell Hath No Fury" coming soon, bet we'll do number one [Chorus 1] + (w/ Malice ad-libs) [Verse 4 - Malice
wicked nigger [AZ] You sit back relax catching contacts Sip your cognac And let's all wash this money Through this laundry mat Sneak attack A new cat