Wu-Tang Clan, Streetlife - Execute Them lyrics

Execute them, execute them
Execute them, execute them
Yeah, y’all mothafuckers know, turn
My shit up, mothafucker
Wild the fuck out word up, fuck the radio
1998 (Word up) whippin’ illegal on y’all
Beagle-lookin’ mothafuckers

Slang bang to wax, torture pack
Pump it to max
Till your heart collapse, fully auto rap
Might lose your eye sight, blood type
A-alike snake bite, gorge on this mic
I live to write the hype

Yo
Jane we spin off, slang dames wanna hit off
Check it slovak' lock it down, lames get off
Jewelry match, range rack, Fist of Fury-act
Don po, 600 glow, Wally Mack
Poly like that, It's real
(Execute them) , diabolical
Logical, strange chokehold
Kill less possible
Flip a wig blindfold, rewind the scroll
Clip full-mode, flip on the glow, blow
Rock a arm-fold, Taurus the bull with pull
Sit back, calmful, the Timberland coat wool
Hailin' from my neck down, rounds flip clowns
Buyin a loyal bitch gowns, go down
Fuck them clowns while we healin, minds
Wheelin labs wit cathedral ceilings
Dryer, hitman for hire, alien flyer

Slang bang to wax slang bang to wax, slang
Slang bang to wax, torture pack
What what, step up, throw your sword up

Aiyyo, witness the abduction
Villa destruction
Blood rushin, from a universal standpoint
A lotta shorties bustin
But they gotta cum some
Before they can test my steel
I send a grandson to let em feel one
Bodies not worth my gun
PC don, w-w-MastaKillcom, heavily armed
We roam
Through the dark damp litter of the forest
Exploerer lives gold, bless em wit a c note
Throw em overboat
Slit his stomach so the body won't float
The vigilant
Infinite patient I stand as commanding chief
Mad thorough
Competition's intense from every inch
Of the borough

Slang bang to wax, torture pack
Pump it to the max
Till your heart collapse, fully auto rap
Slang bang to wax, torture pack
Pump it to the max
Till your heart collapse, fully auto rap
Might lose your eyesight, bloodtype, a-alike
Snake bite, gorge on this mic
I live to write the hype
(Execute them) I live to write the hype

Murder verser, twenty beam rap fiend server
Rhymes nurture minds
Bustin’ like twin burners
Certified live, five million eyes left wide
Inside we split the grand prize
Won it by a landslide, dance by the rest
They fit in contest but they pose no threat
Street corner warrior, cause crowd disorder
And glide like rollerblades
'cross your recorders
(Execute them) Soldier of fortune
Lost in the madness
Brandish your weapon or get
Dropped to the canvas
Po' bandit hold the belt single handed
Most Demanded Assassin is what I'm branded
Far from your standard, universally
Planted jewels in the minds
Of fools left stranded
One man hit force, my shirt ripped off
Squeeze a full clip to kill the
Bullshit then I dip off

Slang bang, slang bang to wax
(Execute them) , torture pack, pump it to
The max till your heart collapse
Fully auto rap
Mmight lose your eyesight, bloodtype a-alike
(Execute them)
Snake bite, gorge on this mic
I live to write the hype
(Execute them… Execute them…)
Slang bang to wax
Torture pack pump it to max
Till your heart collapse
Sla-slang bang to wax
(Execute them) , torture pack
Pump it to the max till your heart collapse
(Execute them) , fully auto rap
Might lose your eyesight, bloodtype a-alike
Snake bite, gorge on this mic
I live to write the hype
I live to write the hype