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the peeps from Miami We live from Pulaski and spread glassy Wu-Tang style, Wu-Tang sytle Wu-Tang sytle, Wu-Tang sytle Wu-Tang sytle, Wu-Tang sytle ...
it all She didn't want to fall, fall in love with me Then she had to see, she had to let it go 'Cause it takes only two to tango She was only seventeen
higher for your fire Put it in your head Baby, Hollywood is dead You can find it in yourself Keep it in your head Hollywood is dead Well, you can do the mighty tango
n-no one got the ammo, that's why I bullet-proofed the Lambo In the middle-east on a camel Runnin' through the jungle, Rambo, Liberace tango Swingin'
-man half-amazin My skill be blazin, six million ways in to die Grab this mic like Pryor Burn baby burn baby burn, like Andre Rison house on fire Follow
them to you get get that weed sac, oh here they go, wit my sock hey put your seat belt on cuz theres hella cops parked up the block, well nigaa bust a uey then, nigga fire
win And I think this angel is about to sin I get excited Just thinkin' what you might be like I get excited There's heaven in your eyes tonight The fire
already know it's fire when you see the smoke (smoke) You already know it's fire even before we spoke (spoke) And you know you gonna see the gun fire
twist the lid off of a silver cylinder Crash the vehicular, makes a riveting statement Prior engagement escape this electric engagement Select the vegenance surraying for the four-blade tango
cash We got females that got it like that The golden child's that bone the crowd See niggas in the place that bit my style Well I'm a singer, dancer, we bulletproof brothers Wu-Tang
got females that got it like that The golden childs that bone the crowd See niggas in the place that bit my style Well I'm a singer, dancer, we bulletproof brothers Wu-Tang
is done Wu-tang-o-phonics number one After the smoke is done Wu-tang-o-phonics number one After the smoke is clear Tang-o-phonics and wu-tang still here
verse one: U-God/Golden Arms) It be the Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang I got control drop a load Time to rip shit Time to rock and roll I play the block and stroll
? Are you mad inside? Got you strapped down to your seats Outta the doorway, bullets ripped, full clip God speed, approach follow my lead Fire winds
redesign? of hard rhyme, and slang cracking in spare time [U-God] Crime Time We rollin with the undisputed, routin toutin 21 gun solutin, new recruiting Wu-Tang
for gun wavers The wave runners, what the blood seed again Make you wonder about the thunder underneath the skin? The sapphire rhymes slap fire out your
