Wu-Tang Clan - Sucker MC's lyrics
[Wu-Tang Clan - Sucker MC's lyrics]
Daddy's home, your daddy's home to stay
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo same time same channel
Nasty vandals too hot to fucking handle
Bring the ruckus to all
You knotty head fuckas
Shit's like Hammer Time
Niggas can't touch us
Straight up and down Wu Tang forever
Come tougher than DJ Run's leather
Make a better tomorrow
Condition your atmosphere, air like feathers
The fire come, transmit vire come
The higher sire come, we burn your wire
Wu Tang be number one
Four years ago a friend of mine
Asked me to say some MC rhymes
So I said this rhyme I'm about to say
The rhyme was Meth and it went this way
Yo, we took a test to become an MC
All the withers in the crowd got amazed at me
God threw me inside his Cadillac
The chaffeur drove off and we never came back
Meth cut the record down to the bone
And now I rock solid chrome microphones
Now we signing autographs
With cheers and laughs
Champagne, caviar, and bubble baths, but see
That's the life that I lead, you sucka MC
We G-O-D take that and move back
Or catch a heart attack
Because there's nothing in the world
The gods could ever lack
I chill at the party in my b-boy stance
Walk, cap low, 45 in my pants
Fly like a dove, that come from up above
My nigga's Iron Lung but you
Can stay one love
It's just a one two three a three a two one
Throw your blunts in the air
For the god Iron Lung
Blow them right in your face with the bass
You messed up, come in first place
The real rap taste
First come, first serve basis
Coolin' out boo, take you to the def places
One of a kind for you people's delight
And to you sucker MC, you know it ain't right
Bet you bite all your life
Cheat on your wife
Run in a gun fight with nothin' but a knife
Bangin' with your boy, slingin' with the crew
And everybody know what you've been through
It's the one two three three two one
Throw your blunts in the air
For your dunn Iron Lung
Smoke in your place with the
Highs and the bass
Come in first place in the real rap race
Go uptown, buy a bag of brown
You sucker MC, a sad face clown
Gettin' OD ready to rock crowds steady
You drive a big car get your gas from Getti
I'm ODB in the place to be
Didn't go to St john's University
In the streets of Brooklyn
I acquired the knowledge
Allah Mathematics that's higher than college
I'm fly on skins that I gets in Queens
She love filthy swine and my collard greens
I'm dressed to kill, you know our style
Cause niggas don't know that Dirty Dogg fly
If you wanna see me baby come
You know Dirty Dog is number one
I wrote this song about the
You gotta know where to start
When the beats play
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo same time same channel
Nasty vandals too hot to fucking handle
Bring the ruckus to all
You knotty head fuckas
Shit's like Hammer Time
Niggas can't touch us
Straight up and down Wu Tang forever
Come tougher than DJ Run's leather
Make a better tomorrow
Condition your atmosphere, air like feathers
The fire come, transmit vire come
The higher sire come, we burn your wire
Wu Tang be number one
Four years ago a friend of mine
Asked me to say some MC rhymes
So I said this rhyme I'm about to say
The rhyme was Meth and it went this way
Yo, we took a test to become an MC
All the withers in the crowd got amazed at me
God threw me inside his Cadillac
The chaffeur drove off and we never came back
Meth cut the record down to the bone
And now I rock solid chrome microphones
Now we signing autographs
With cheers and laughs
Champagne, caviar, and bubble baths, but see
That's the life that I lead, you sucka MC
We G-O-D take that and move back
Or catch a heart attack
Because there's nothing in the world
The gods could ever lack
I chill at the party in my b-boy stance
Walk, cap low, 45 in my pants
Fly like a dove, that come from up above
My nigga's Iron Lung but you
Can stay one love
It's just a one two three a three a two one
Throw your blunts in the air
For the god Iron Lung
Blow them right in your face with the bass
You messed up, come in first place
The real rap taste
First come, first serve basis
Coolin' out boo, take you to the def places
One of a kind for you people's delight
And to you sucker MC, you know it ain't right
Bet you bite all your life
Cheat on your wife
Run in a gun fight with nothin' but a knife
Bangin' with your boy, slingin' with the crew
And everybody know what you've been through
It's the one two three three two one
Throw your blunts in the air
For your dunn Iron Lung
Smoke in your place with the
Highs and the bass
Come in first place in the real rap race
Go uptown, buy a bag of brown
You sucker MC, a sad face clown
Gettin' OD ready to rock crowds steady
You drive a big car get your gas from Getti
I'm ODB in the place to be
Didn't go to St john's University
In the streets of Brooklyn
I acquired the knowledge
Allah Mathematics that's higher than college
I'm fly on skins that I gets in Queens
She love filthy swine and my collard greens
I'm dressed to kill, you know our style
Cause niggas don't know that Dirty Dogg fly
If you wanna see me baby come
You know Dirty Dog is number one
I wrote this song about the
You gotta know where to start
When the beats play