Lirik Lagu Concrete Jungle - Wu-Tang Clan
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*bees buzzing*
[Prodigal Sunn]Ladies and gentlemen: Sunz of ManUhh, Jungle of Concreteyo, yo
[Chorus x4]In the jungle, we gotta rumble with the bees/weeAin't nothin sweet, we gotta eat
[Timbo King]Yo, we come from starvin days, runnin up in Dr. J'sRock away, so the mega trades, diggin, pockin daysYo, the aids wasn't in, calm braids all trimmedArmy suits snatched and TimbsYou'se a friend, snatch a gem
[Prodigal Sunn]I spent a lifetime of doin crime, hustlin dimes, guzzlin wineSmugglin wives, one of a kindUnder the sunshine, movin as one mind, the genuineStar child, Allah's style, many say their barber's wildWhen I element the foul, prowl, upon the weekend of sweetI gotta eat, generate with the heat, demolish beatsCollectin sheets, war with beast, Islamic warriorLivin the mass hysteria, the bomb shell of AmericaSwell competors, explicit lyrics from the editorRealistic predator, the rhyme writer, climb heightsRhymes ignite, MC's reputation, blown out of sightOn the mic device, my crew get nice, shoot diceDoin callistetics, young diplomatics with automaticsThe asiatic, fuck a fanatic, I split his atticYou don't want no static, I make you carriage for the rabbits
[Chorus x2]
[Hell Razah]We've got to take what we want, let these others rappers frontYo, take that, you ain't goin get it laid backBest record what I say, ain't no time to playbackThat's right platinum hits, yo, before the age atGather millions, acapella in the streets, today crackFuck opinions, I'm hittin to the nights endinA new beginin, takin over men and womenThoughts used for sinnin, neighborhood no grininThug religions, expeditions, startin for a milStick the student for his intuitionBeyond college, street knowledge, got to eat knowledgeOff the tree of life, while seek walletsCredit cards, some trust for their godsIn the Wizard of Oz, you get it all to get robbedPrice is on the food and the Earth's precious jewelsAin't the golden rules from the golden black jewelsSteppin out the furnace, only run with fast learnersBurn cash and we stash burnersWe be the underground childs, mainstream nowSort of like Apocalypse, bloaw, blaowTake what you own, must return to your homeClaim back your throne, we're on a higher zoneBlack Lazurus, plus we're not havin itPass the diamonds on the wrist, we're on some take the earth shitDemolish every tool, that y'all niggaz work withThe barcode, bio chips be short circuited
[62nd Assassin]Here in this jungle, jungle, jungle ?I'm livin through, your crew on the subjectThe loot, I'm new improvedPlus my time piece is bullet proofI need a bulldozer or crane, that stains like in vainYou be the blood and I be the drainin onForgot to burn your proper on, with the tool stoneWritten, founded dead on this spotYou emergin, believe I'm the surgeonRhymes leave your brain on all right, double scenesBack hand, slap you, clap thoughts, like evil rapsPlay that, what it slap right backYou was seen, soak the zeenSelf esteem, so common, even suckers dieMajor League, total assassinator, rhyme complicatorThe devil and the sword bring death, feed JamaicaRain or hurricane, step on my houseInto the house on severe pain, strong like a pyramidNothin but various parts of the house that Jack builtThe little house on the praire, I huff and I puffAnd I blow your brain to a seisureBefore you step to me, you should of called offCeaser's father, mercy words, I'm no jokeI cancer smoke, I reply, "your brain and told"I live for my tech 9, uzi, grenade, all cause of one rhymeBetter believe, sleeves, I buck you chickenMake you love us, my mic around your neck to bug it
[Chorus x4]
[various talk to fade]
[Prodigal Sunn]Ladies and gentlemen: Sunz of ManUhh, Jungle of Concreteyo, yo
[Chorus x4]In the jungle, we gotta rumble with the bees/weeAin't nothin sweet, we gotta eat
[Timbo King]Yo, we come from starvin days, runnin up in Dr. J'sRock away, so the mega trades, diggin, pockin daysYo, the aids wasn't in, calm braids all trimmedArmy suits snatched and TimbsYou'se a friend, snatch a gem
[Prodigal Sunn]I spent a lifetime of doin crime, hustlin dimes, guzzlin wineSmugglin wives, one of a kindUnder the sunshine, movin as one mind, the genuineStar child, Allah's style, many say their barber's wildWhen I element the foul, prowl, upon the weekend of sweetI gotta eat, generate with the heat, demolish beatsCollectin sheets, war with beast, Islamic warriorLivin the mass hysteria, the bomb shell of AmericaSwell competors, explicit lyrics from the editorRealistic predator, the rhyme writer, climb heightsRhymes ignite, MC's reputation, blown out of sightOn the mic device, my crew get nice, shoot diceDoin callistetics, young diplomatics with automaticsThe asiatic, fuck a fanatic, I split his atticYou don't want no static, I make you carriage for the rabbits
[Chorus x2]
[Hell Razah]We've got to take what we want, let these others rappers frontYo, take that, you ain't goin get it laid backBest record what I say, ain't no time to playbackThat's right platinum hits, yo, before the age atGather millions, acapella in the streets, today crackFuck opinions, I'm hittin to the nights endinA new beginin, takin over men and womenThoughts used for sinnin, neighborhood no grininThug religions, expeditions, startin for a milStick the student for his intuitionBeyond college, street knowledge, got to eat knowledgeOff the tree of life, while seek walletsCredit cards, some trust for their godsIn the Wizard of Oz, you get it all to get robbedPrice is on the food and the Earth's precious jewelsAin't the golden rules from the golden black jewelsSteppin out the furnace, only run with fast learnersBurn cash and we stash burnersWe be the underground childs, mainstream nowSort of like Apocalypse, bloaw, blaowTake what you own, must return to your homeClaim back your throne, we're on a higher zoneBlack Lazurus, plus we're not havin itPass the diamonds on the wrist, we're on some take the earth shitDemolish every tool, that y'all niggaz work withThe barcode, bio chips be short circuited
[62nd Assassin]Here in this jungle, jungle, jungle ?I'm livin through, your crew on the subjectThe loot, I'm new improvedPlus my time piece is bullet proofI need a bulldozer or crane, that stains like in vainYou be the blood and I be the drainin onForgot to burn your proper on, with the tool stoneWritten, founded dead on this spotYou emergin, believe I'm the surgeonRhymes leave your brain on all right, double scenesBack hand, slap you, clap thoughts, like evil rapsPlay that, what it slap right backYou was seen, soak the zeenSelf esteem, so common, even suckers dieMajor League, total assassinator, rhyme complicatorThe devil and the sword bring death, feed JamaicaRain or hurricane, step on my houseInto the house on severe pain, strong like a pyramidNothin but various parts of the house that Jack builtThe little house on the praire, I huff and I puffAnd I blow your brain to a seisureBefore you step to me, you should of called offCeaser's father, mercy words, I'm no jokeI cancer smoke, I reply, "your brain and told"I live for my tech 9, uzi, grenade, all cause of one rhymeBetter believe, sleeves, I buck you chickenMake you love us, my mic around your neck to bug it
[Chorus x4]
[various talk to fade]
