y'all analog niggas we be digital Wu-Tang, Killarmy we indespensible We never fall We stand tall like sky-scrapers and justice for all [Killa Sin] We
: [Verse 1:] I'm fucked up Most brothers don't have it like me Like my brothers in the peep, doing half a century See God I know it's hard Black stay
for this cheese I run up in your lab and make your anti freeze Its like that, from the Stat where I live at The bees are snakes and they just feed off
show them the strength in what we doing Cause this is for he babies (indeed) That's why it's on the strength Everything is on the strength [Verse 1:]
like to bring truck, bomb you till you faint I roll with top rank, soon to judge the angels sing [Shyheim] I'm ghetto like ?sun-do?, Wu-Tang Clansman
Projects, recognize you're lookin at Allah's best, puttin on the hits is no contest NOW, who the hypest in New York City? WU-TANG! Radio stop shittin
our God and burned of our bones (never again) (never again) NEVER AGAIN NEVER AGAIN The final solution Is now retribition Remedy, Wu-Tang [Man praying
to be seen, on the TV screen Gambino Cappacino to the Afro Sheen Stay black, where I'm at, high road to rap council Splash love to Wu in a orderly tonsil
: [Intro:] Wu-Tang Holocaust punishment Yo, yo, yo, yo Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo [Verse 1:] From the hills of the Pacific I bring fury and
I'm saying my peeps put me on For real ... shit's fucked up yo You know what I'm saying religion's all good But where was heaven? Yo [Verse 1:] An ordinary
The Gods got me eating off a fine dinner plates With this rap shit told me don't procrastinate West Coast lyricist, Killa Bee clique we swarm thick Spit
and bones bear Witness stand clear Flash the Wu-sign to see if my comrades is in here PLO began this, ninety-nine bananas Wu extravaganza, cops scandals
' show them the strength in what we doing Cause this is for he babies (indeed) That's why it's on the strength Everything is on the strength [Verse 1
] Fuck y'all analog niggas we be digital Wu-Tang, Killarmy we indespensible We never fall We stand tall like sky-scrapers and justice for all [Killa
Wu-Tang Clan Wu-Tang Killa Bees The Swarm Vol 1 Bronx War Stories [Verse 1:] I'm fucked up Most brothers don't have it like me Like my brothers in
Money like the Brink truck, bomb you till you faint I roll with top rank, soon to judge the angel's saints I'm ghetto like, 'Sun-do', Wu-Tang Clansman
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