soon 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
Wu-Tang Clan Wu-Tang Killa Bees The Swarm Vol 1 Where Was Heaven [Intro:] Shit, sometimes man I just, get stressed out I be like damn yo, I wanna
, 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 on me
sniped watch me annihilate The Gods got me eating off a fine dinner plates With this rap shit told me don't procrastinate West Coast lyricist, Killa
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
[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
] 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
Wu-Tang Clan Wu-Tang Killa Bees The Swarm Vol 1 S.O.S. Shoot em On Sight Sight Sight [3x] Shoot em On Sight Sight Sight [overlaps INS talking] [Inspectah
from our God and burned of our bones (never again) (never again) NEVER AGAIN NEVER AGAIN The final solution Is now retribition Remedy, Wu-Tang
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 We
' sweet, we gotta eat In the jungle, yeah, we rumble with the wees Ain't nothin' sweet, we gotta eat In the jungle, yeah, we rumble with the bees Ain
The Legacy (Get your minds ready, get your rhymes ready) And held a breath of life, resurrect the death of Christ What you got to sacrifice, I'm on some
Wu-Tang Clan Wu-Tang Killa Bees The Swarm Vol 1 Execute Them "Execute them" [4x] *Street Life sample played in the background* "Slang bang to wax, torture
father and the lord of the score Used to hover here now it's cutting your vocal cord No mo' speaking the lies to the weak 'Cause I'm about killing these
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