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Utwór: Hollow bones

  • wykonawca: Wu-Tang Clan
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[Intro:
   Raekwon]
   Yeah, aiyo what's goin on man?
   Yo man, everything is everything
   Just get that CREAM right, for real man
   You know what we strivin for man, we got
   We got family members on
   Aiyo, aiyo, aiyo
  
   [Raekwon]
   High potence sometime, smoke a bag of black and feel the vibe
   Born to be wise, be form on the rise, they caught a mean five
   Loungin disguise, throw on ya slides
   Young niggas races, smokers is basic
   You seen the eyes layin up, playin the cut, what stay in the
   truck
   Somethin told me duck, foldin me up
   My shoulder struck, outta luck, fuck the potter's up
   Fell in a daze like a Gellata snuff, niggas try to body me up
   I'm in the lobby bleedin, niggas in the rentin off
   Is probaly eatin, and sprintin, and beefin
   When they heard the shots, call the precint
   And seen Barbanise's beast, and niggas shot Shallah features
   And shot thru his allices, been despite, call his creatures
   I'm gaggin and flaggin the cab down
   Guess who in Benz waggin, draggin my sound now
   Mackin it was Dell Preety, the greedy
   Conivin ass snake genie, copped with a bikini
   Who murder Tosh and Benini
   I'm feelin weezy in the drain from the cheeba greevin
   Ain't even lookin decenticy, and police niggas reachin
  
   "Let's flash against my Hollow Bones, that rocks my..."
  
   [Inspectah Deck]
   Fleein the crime scene speedin
   Beepin leavin behind CREAM, not even peepin that I was leakin
   Won't see the precent, just got a recent case beaten
   Still jakes is creapin, don't blow ya spot
   Stay the week in, keep the rugger peelin, who's squealin
   Few knew the dealin, keep's the steal concealed in
   Cuz we got no time for feelings, eyes on the building
   Gones on ya corners illin
   Million dollar block villain plottin on a killing feel like
   A superhero, talkin like a true DeNiro
   They boost his ego, found him broke down, reduced to zero
   Cops filled reports, hopin I revail my source, source
  
   "Let's flash against my Hollow Bones, thats rocks my soul,
   owww, owww"
  
   [Ghostface Killah]
   Outside the check cashin, flashin
   Dipped in fashion, five cherry face faggots tried to cash in
   They keep laughin, Ghost, you get your face bashed in
   Who gave you these priviliges son, why you maxin and
   We f-f-fiendin to t-take those, move slow
   I'm hearin how you broke Rob's nose
   And I heard you keep on bangin hammer
   Gold and brass, diamonds and bordareys
   That was stolen, that you haven't reported, G
   Make very little noise, my shit hic-up
   Don't make this big stick up, big up, me and the boys
   I thought for a second then chose, rather than froze
   Had the gem star in my hand, yo, what the fuck yo?
   That's when I ripped Timothy, snatch and dip
   Germ lightin bag over, had the many ax to him
   Fax Tim, shots rang off, bing, boggely, dong
  
   "Let's flash against my Hollow Bones..."
  
   [Outro: kung fu sample]
   The sword, it's the best weapon of all
   Two sharp edges and a long spine
   The blade is very thin and it's easy damaged, you'll remember
   that
   The vital thing is the point
   Pay special attention to it
   Your life could depend on it

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