Wu-Tang Clan - Wu-Tang Master lyrics
[Wu-Tang Clan - Wu-Tang Master lyrics]
You would do anything to get all
Of the Wu Tang sword styles!
The Wu Tang sword style
The Wu Tang sword style
Yo, enter the dragon, the kid I'm for baggin'
Whip them now it's time to start raggin'
Victim's two for this if they got the proper
Step up please, to play the Ra, shut
Head first that's the wrong blow to throw
Jump fit now step what you dead
You arouse the anger, the Wu Tang slang-a
That diga-diga danger
Just go on the issue and make
Me wanna get a tissue dismiss you
Put it to your head and dismiss you
For your weak rhyme proposal
I just froze you
'Cause you chose to play me for a softy
I freeze so many MC's they
Ought to call me frosty
Not sho man, no man is a slow man
I be makin' dough like
The Pillsbury dough man
And burnin' MCs is all natural
Be like cabby and go up and laugh at you
And while he laughin' I be bombin'
Calmin', alarmin' sound that be bombin'
MCs like a group of Killa Beez
No one in the world make rhymin' trilogies
Slick majestic but you can past the
Prince Rakeem is the Wu Tang Master
The Wu Tang sword style
The Wu Tang sword style
The Wu Tang sword style
The Wu Tang sword style
Kick to the tragic, rabic, tactic of rappin'
You bastard and prepare your casket
Death is the finally step when y'all step
To intercept the rep of the
Brother who has kept
His status, stop the madness, that is
I'm not the gladest, the baddest
The phattest but Rakeem is the cleanest
But Rakeem is the CREAM when
It comes to my team know what I mean?
Past imperial, bust my itereria
I blow from Bolivia to Nigeria
Just to know that black
Y'all could know that
Me being wack is like naps on Kojack
Non-existent, ya keep ya distance
You wanna battle? Bring assistance
Proxy, moxy, groups of troupers
Pulling super duper, wanna step to ya
Pass the stereo, king with the venereal
Here's the imperial I fucked up my stereo
You pop your Glocks and watch the Fort Knox
Why not? I got flavor like Dr butterscotch
You can't hang with the slang I register
Now you wanna make a replica but
You could never past the
Prince Rakeem, the Wu Tang Master
The Wu Tang sword style
The Wu Tang sword style
The Wu Tang sword style
The Wu Tang sword style
Of the Wu Tang sword styles!
The Wu Tang sword style
The Wu Tang sword style
Yo, enter the dragon, the kid I'm for baggin'
Whip them now it's time to start raggin'
Victim's two for this if they got the proper
Step up please, to play the Ra, shut
Head first that's the wrong blow to throw
Jump fit now step what you dead
You arouse the anger, the Wu Tang slang-a
That diga-diga danger
Just go on the issue and make
Me wanna get a tissue dismiss you
Put it to your head and dismiss you
For your weak rhyme proposal
I just froze you
'Cause you chose to play me for a softy
I freeze so many MC's they
Ought to call me frosty
Not sho man, no man is a slow man
I be makin' dough like
The Pillsbury dough man
And burnin' MCs is all natural
Be like cabby and go up and laugh at you
And while he laughin' I be bombin'
Calmin', alarmin' sound that be bombin'
MCs like a group of Killa Beez
No one in the world make rhymin' trilogies
Slick majestic but you can past the
Prince Rakeem is the Wu Tang Master
The Wu Tang sword style
The Wu Tang sword style
The Wu Tang sword style
The Wu Tang sword style
Kick to the tragic, rabic, tactic of rappin'
You bastard and prepare your casket
Death is the finally step when y'all step
To intercept the rep of the
Brother who has kept
His status, stop the madness, that is
I'm not the gladest, the baddest
The phattest but Rakeem is the cleanest
But Rakeem is the CREAM when
It comes to my team know what I mean?
Past imperial, bust my itereria
I blow from Bolivia to Nigeria
Just to know that black
Y'all could know that
Me being wack is like naps on Kojack
Non-existent, ya keep ya distance
You wanna battle? Bring assistance
Proxy, moxy, groups of troupers
Pulling super duper, wanna step to ya
Pass the stereo, king with the venereal
Here's the imperial I fucked up my stereo
You pop your Glocks and watch the Fort Knox
Why not? I got flavor like Dr butterscotch
You can't hang with the slang I register
Now you wanna make a replica but
You could never past the
Prince Rakeem, the Wu Tang Master
The Wu Tang sword style
The Wu Tang sword style
The Wu Tang sword style
The Wu Tang sword style