Lirik Lagu Hellz Wind Staff - Wu-Tang Clan
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featuring Street Life (a.k.a. Street Thug)
(conversation continued from the end of Duck Seazon)
["The Wu-Tang Clan will rise againThere are many of us, working for the good of the Wu] Tang"
"Die!" *sounds of fighting are heard*
Verse One: Street Life
So get your egg crashed, by my Hellz Wind StaffWhile the feature broadcast is splashed to tell the newslike Kaity Chung, how the bullet collapsed his lungHis father watched the horror as he swallowed his tongueAnother youth dead, before the age of twenty-oneLeft his son to grow, in the ghettoes of the slumsWith a shot that go, for twisted metal for cash flowReact slow nigga and get, P.L.O.By the lone gunner, who took revenge for his brotherwho got slain last summer by a cocaine runnerA new year is dawning, new crews is formingRival gangs warring blood steadily pouringThe streets are deep Son every day is like a rerunSo I reach out and try to teach oneBut eighty-five percent uncivilized contentNo tolerance so a lifetime is spentbehind a cage bent smoked out on a park benchKiller instinct slave rap niggaz get lynched
*sounds of fighting*
Verse Two: Ghostface Killah
So yo break that nigga arm fast as a fuckTell Ra, Goldie left my beige jacket in his truckTo all you slow footed penguins, duckin from thesehot rocks that's flamin, chocolate for all you rap Damian'sSpraying cards ex-pionage, dodgeball square hardStrip bars, no bras, wet leotardsand a mink in, next album blood on Seth AbramKeep a Gambino PlayStation in your playpenDiscovery Channel, cats that book at DanielCoke blunts hot as a FUCK swatt
(conversation continued from the end of Duck Seazon)
["The Wu-Tang Clan will rise againThere are many of us, working for the good of the Wu] Tang"
"Die!" *sounds of fighting are heard*
Verse One: Street Life
So get your egg crashed, by my Hellz Wind StaffWhile the feature broadcast is splashed to tell the newslike Kaity Chung, how the bullet collapsed his lungHis father watched the horror as he swallowed his tongueAnother youth dead, before the age of twenty-oneLeft his son to grow, in the ghettoes of the slumsWith a shot that go, for twisted metal for cash flowReact slow nigga and get, P.L.O.By the lone gunner, who took revenge for his brotherwho got slain last summer by a cocaine runnerA new year is dawning, new crews is formingRival gangs warring blood steadily pouringThe streets are deep Son every day is like a rerunSo I reach out and try to teach oneBut eighty-five percent uncivilized contentNo tolerance so a lifetime is spentbehind a cage bent smoked out on a park benchKiller instinct slave rap niggaz get lynched
*sounds of fighting*
Verse Two: Ghostface Killah
So yo break that nigga arm fast as a fuckTell Ra, Goldie left my beige jacket in his truckTo all you slow footed penguins, duckin from thesehot rocks that's flamin, chocolate for all you rap Damian'sSpraying cards ex-pionage, dodgeball square hardStrip bars, no bras, wet leotardsand a mink in, next album blood on Seth AbramKeep a Gambino PlayStation in your playpenDiscovery Channel, cats that book at DanielCoke blunts hot as a FUCK swatt
