Canibus, Warbux, DZK, MC Gravity - Wu-Flix lyrics

English, motherfucker, do you speak it!?

Yo, fat chinchilla jackets, massive skrilla
Ninja rap, guerrilla tactics
Mad master killer
Clan tracksmith, drunk monkey, the bad ass
(bastard) dispatching nasties on these wack
Backpackin' rappers
The samurai tuckin' the blade
You's gon' get your bitch back when
I'm done fuckin' her face
And shoving a wang in her jaw, let it all
(hang) orangutan slang, strange renaissance
Cappadonna page cage fighter, Ghost Killah
Wu track force visit the village of craft
This is the rap lord
Bang on the repercussion drum
Pump slum science
Rum diet, ten rapplications, one client, I am
(drunk)
Slumped, I am, punch junk, rhyme flyin' bolts


So flyaniacal, fire floats at vile vultures
No style, so Idlewild, so profesh
Don't flex on the kid, don't step, aight?

How does one do that? Hm?
How does one kill a man?
It's one thing to dream about it
Very different when - when you
When you have to do it with your own hand

This has probably been a long time comin'
Any small-time thug'll spent a long time
Runnin' from this all-time great
Only forty plus a hunnid
But, you couldn't hold my weight so fuck it
Straight gunnin' from the old line state
That is Murdalyn, never heard of it? Well
I preferred ya didn't
But the burner's sure to turn
Your shirt into a tourniquet
And you'll be learnin' quick
I'm earnin' as earnest a livin' as any
Surgeon is with every word I spit
And every bird I flip
I'm raising the stakes, yeah
Literarilly, should be comparing
Me to Shakespeare a little heresy
But something I wanna make clear
I'm just a lost soul at the
Crossroads of the eighth sphere
"The Devil's gate's near
" that's what they all sayin'
And then they see my long grey
Beard and a 3 pronged blade so on a off day
I might perform facial feng shui
Till your nostrils are facing the wrong way

This is Wu-Flix
Knock your teeth out with a toothpick
I hear you spittin' that bullshit
I chop your mama arm off with a
Katana and stick dick to ya father
You won't ever be the same, grasshopper
"I'll murder the motherfucker, " yeah
I know you would
There are many things the rest of
Us would do if we could
I do whatever it takes to keep you alive
I go outside, knowing that I'm gonna die
Standing in the corner
I got my Sticky Fingaz face on
Count to four, bum rush the door
Nigga tried to rush me, I bust three
Turn him to duck meat, the 187 was rusty
Motherfucker don't touch me
Walk around, everybody love me
Benetton suit's and gumbys
So if the boy wants to have sex
Then let him have sex
When he turns eighteen
I'll let him sleep with my ex next

My iron fortress is protected by
The eye of Horus
The vile sorcerer that rides
Atop of wild horses
Settle scores of vendettas
Left your shelter scorched
Deltas force melt your paws
With a welder's torch
Never knelt before God, never felt remorse
Spinning propellers
Left fellas short on my heliport
In the morgue cellar
Fill a drawer with a headless corpse
My album's fucked up
That shit'll never sell in stores (No)
My consumer base is viewed as a mutant race
Humans that grew from the
Fumes of nuclear waste
If you get a taste of my music
You get erased and interchange with an image
Of your livin' wraith
Drippin' with acidic hate
Pistol whippin' little fake
Children when I'm spittin' written riddles
In a fit of rage
I wanna murder motherfuckers with
My vocal sound
And choke 'em with the smoke that
Get ejected from my open mouth

Damn it, this guy sure moves fast
You're a famous fighter
You shouldn't say that nara bakieru
Bakayarou! Tetsuga! Yoi, trap