clay Wearing their anger like a ball and chain Fire in the field, underneath the blazing sun But soon the sun was faded and freedom was a song I heard
trippin in them parkin lots If it was war niggaz wanted it was war they got I'm a nigga, a real nigga, a quick thanker that would hesitate to aim and see the chamber
Mr Violence we loungin' with Chrome Mr Violence we lounge in his home, hit the housing on Rome Shining like a hundred thousand in stones Move mountains with poems, got a jones for dinero 160, my song
Chrome Mr. Violence we lounge in his home, hit the housing on Rome Shining like a hundred thousand in stones Move mountains with poems, got a jones for dinero 1-6-zero my songs
is raw, comin' at your door Start to scream out loud, Wu-Tang's back for more You heard of the rasp before but kept waiting For the sun of song, I keep
' Foul smells around them [?] in the alley and Corner filled with teddy bears, cause they killed a child again, They sing about murder, so it ain't a song
pants warm (F L O B O T S) Kee kor keerr kahh, transform (Move, F L O B O T S) Wiggle and shake to this song, like this (F L O B O T S) Mile High City
'd be there on wednesday night Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind Without a reply, I left by the moon Turn, turn, turn again And was in his chambers
I, I knew the bitch for ten minutes of her life But the pussy was good, yes the pussy was good I just want you to know girl That I dedicated, this song, well this song
gonna keep me up and turn me on Well, I got this new joint, the Glocko Pop, Glocko Pop? Yeah, Glocko Pop, oh, I love that song, oh my God Here it is,
(Chorus) I keeps one in the chamber,when i'm in danger Releasin' anger over deadly musicals And I don't blame ya, I do the dame tah It ain't in my game
Bourbon and Division Crawling down the crooked streets at dawn She said, "Don't come back, all is not forgiven" So you fall inside a bottle and a song
your clothes. Heart make, heart rend, one more time again Oh, god please save our souls. I love the light upon your face I love your dusty song.
Saint Huck, Huck Straight in the arms of the city goes Huck Down the beckonin' streets of opportunity And a whistling his favorite river song And a
This was back when Rap City used to play the jams This is how I first heard about the Wutang Clan Banged 36 chambers all summer long And to this day, Canopy's my favorite summer song
hate - new icons. The front line starts at our back doors 'Cause bygones won't be bygones. Cleanse the bloodline - start the cull, Nazi roulette - six chambers
he was Piru Confiscated the CD's at one of your homes For evidence ever since we heard some of your songs What about this Pimp guy, he was on one of your songs