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wu-tang clan - 7th chamber demo lyrics

[intro: wu_tang clan]
good morning vietnam!
yeah, good morning to all you motherf_ckin’ knotty_headed n_ggas
word to the camouflage large n_ggas
b_tch, where the f_ck is my bottle?
bring that f_ckin’ meth in here!
yo, yo, yo
now we gonna drink some good night drank, get you goin’
yo, yo, yo, yo!

[verse 1: raekwon]
champion gear that i rock, you get your boots knocked
then attack ya like a pit, then lock sh_t down
as i come and freaks the sound, hardcore
but givin’ you more and more like “ding!”
nah, shorty, get you open like six packs
k!lla beez attack, flippin’ what? murder one phat tracks, aight? i kick it like a nike flight
word life, i get that ass robbed on spite
check the method from bedrock
’cause i rock your head to bed just like rockin’ what? twin glocks!
shake the ground while my beats just break ya down
raw sound, goin’ to war right now
so, yo, bombin’, we_usually take_all_n_ggas_garments
save your breath before i bomb it!

[verse 2: method man]
i be that insane n_gga from the psycho ward
i’m on the trigger, plus i got the wu_tang sword
so how you figure that you can even f_ck with mine?
a_yo, rza! hit me with that sh_t one time!
and pull a foul, n_ggas, save the beef for the cow
i’m milkin’ this ho, this is my show, tical!
the f_ck you wanna do for this mic piece, duke?
i’m like a sniper, hyper off the ginseng root
plo style, buddha monks with the owl
now, who’s the f_ckin’ man? meth_tical
[break: method man, ghostface k!llah (inspectah deck)]
on the chessbox
(yo) yo

[verse three: ghostface k!llah, (inspectah deck)]
yes, yes y’all, i got stacks, wall to wall (ladies and gentleman i hit you with that new sh_t)
like ???, n_gga make a move like a baby crawl (the rebel, watch me get mental with the music)
anxious, wu_tang believes in extortion, bossin’
living out my name’ll be costin’
individuals get played inside a circle
ghostface be playin’ that sh_t that jigga_jerk you
enjoy, now i’m here to scare your thoughts, black
don’t move, the god got a nickel_plated mac
on the real, i checked mad n_ggas back to back, and
sh_t is getting real out here, so start packin’
while i be housin’ the track and terrorisin’
bob and weave on snakes, the face of prizin’
what? what? you know my style just like your father
ghost be filled with drama, plus more horror
mic check, 1, 2, rugged to the tooth
you get shot, now who else wants to get nuked?
i thought so, it’s like that high, around the clock
and whatnot, knockin’ n_ggas off as i call shots
lock your doors, all doors, ghost is crazy
last seen blowin’ sh_t up, got bagged in haiti
[verse four: gza]
my clan is thick like plaster, bust ya, slash ya
slit a n_gga back like a dutch master k!ller
style jumped off in k!llah hilla
i was the thriller in the ali_frazier manila
i came down with phat tracks that combine and interlock
like gettin’ smashed by a cinder block
paow! now it’s all over
n_ggas seein’ pink hearts, yellow moons, orange stars and green clovers

- wu tang clan lyrics

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