[RZA] Yeah Shake your funky ass, bitch Yaknowmean... Yo
[Kool G Rap] Yo we divide cakes to rise the stakes Me and my apes die for papes Bust heat and hide from jake Up in the skyscrape, on top of the world Back yourself against the wall, gun brawl Kid, I end it for all ya'll (Shake that cake bitch) Son'll stop the dough from flowin Spotless rock glowin, shots are blowin Pop the c-lock, rollin waistline and glock is showin We keep it thugged out, who not knowin get your knot blown in
[RZA] Yo yo Bob Digital and Kool G Rap, we set the booby trap African wiz wit the gat inside her dooby wrap Derelict rhyme crabs, you rappin for a Scooby Snack Foul-tongued bitch, you bound to lick my doody crack Verbal pellets spray, tec sound makes my amex Every slap on my snare drum son could break necks You get yanked up and spanked up, your face shanked up Who the FUCK raise your rank up? I blow your tank up, pop the lock on a cop handcuff Puff a dutch of dust, bust the jump' up and snuff out the judge Fuck a cell block, black top capsule, the mailbox It's heavy-bone birds stash glock in the nailshop One the strip, took a sip, twist the L top The God jewels son sound like a third rail shock The gold crossbone, doorag, universal flag Blast at the turbo charge and purple herbal drag Known for the W, carry a double-two in the shoe Iron snub rubber noose in the bubble goose Bullets soaked in oil, hot heat will flame broil Wu-Tang slang I bang makes your brain coil
Shaolin gods we known to stack cakes Desert Queen projects son, they bake cakes Uptown Pilan dogs, you make cakes Cold Medina sons, they known to take cakes
[Kool G Rap] Yo, we have the Wu-Tang, we let two's bang That's how we do thangs, that's how we move thangs Shoes paid wit two in the brain Keep the ice blue in the Range Me and The RZ' quick wit two of them dames Got my dick blew in the Range My nigga keep it true to the game It ain't no tellin what I do to you lames If my mood change, choose to aim Do you and your dudes the same Go against grain and lose a fame Who claim life in the thug lane but life is real Lead come out of pipes of steel Rob, kill, or heist for mills Spill as I let out and slice your grill Nigga don't think twice to peel Just open shop and dice to grill Send the six out, bust crib route To the brickhouse, steppin on new terrain, bring the click out The streets don't wanna see you read, let a clip out These niggas slip out, make they blood drip out
Yo we divide the cakes to rise the stakes Me and my apes die for papes Bust heat and hide from jake Up in the skyscrape, on top of the world Back is up against the wall, gun brawl Kid, I end it for all ya'll The flood'll stop the dough from flowin Spotless rock glowin, shots I'm blowin Pop the c-lock, rollin waistline, the glock is showin e keep it thugged out, who not knowin get your knot blown in
[RZA] We said Uptown Pilan dogs, you make cakes Cold Medina sons, you known to take cakes Desert Queen project wizes, they bake cakes Shaolin gods, we known to stack cakes Uptown Pilan dogs, you make cakes Cold Medina sons is known to take cakes Desert Queen project cats, they bake cakes Shaolin gods, we known to stack cakes Desert Queen project cats, they bake cakes Shaolin gods is known to stack cakes Uptown Pilan dogs, you make cakes Cold Medina son is bound to take cakes
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[RZA] Yeah Shake your funky ass, bitch Yaknowmean... Yo
[Kool G Rap] Yo we divide cakes to rise the stakes Me and my apes die for papes Bust heat and hide from jake Up in the skyscrape, on top of the world Back yourself against the wall, gun brawl Kid, I end it for all ya'll (Shake that cake bitch) Son'll stop the dough from flowin Spotless rock glowin, shots are blowin Pop the c-lock, rollin waistline and glock is showin We keep it thugged out, who not knowin get your knot blown in
[RZA] Yo yo Bob Digital and Kool G Rap, we set the booby trap African wiz wit the gat inside her dooby wrap Derelict rhyme crabs, you rappin for a Scooby Snack Foul-tongued bitch, you bound to lick my doody crack Verbal pellets spray, tec sound makes my amex Every slap on my snare drum son could break necks You get yanked up and spanked up, your face shanked up Who the FUCK raise your rank up? I blow your tank up, pop the lock on a cop handcuff Puff a dutch of dust, bust the jump' up and snuff out the judge Fuck a cell block, black top capsule, the mailbox It's heavy-bone birds stash glock in the nailshop One the strip, took a sip, twist the L top The God jewels son sound like a third rail shock The gold crossbone, doorag, universal flag Blast at the turbo charge and purple herbal drag Known for the W, carry a double-two in the shoe Iron snub rubber noose in the bubble goose Bullets soaked in oil, hot heat will flame broil Wu-Tang slang I bang makes your brain coil
Shaolin gods we known to stack cakes Desert Queen projects son, they bake cakes Uptown Pilan dogs, you make cakes Cold Medina sons, they known to take cakes
[Kool G Rap] Yo, we have the Wu-Tang, we let two's bang That's how we do thangs, that's how we move thangs Shoes paid wit two in the brain Keep the ice blue in the Range Me and The RZ' quick wit two of them dames Got my dick blew in the Range My nigga keep it true to the game It ain't no tellin what I do to you lames If my mood change, choose to aim Do you and your dudes the same Go against grain and lose a fame Who claim life in the thug lane but life is real Lead come out of pipes of steel Rob, kill, or heist for mills Spill as I let out and slice your grill Nigga don't think twice to peel Just open shop and dice to grill Send the six out, bust crib route To the brickhouse, steppin on new terrain, bring the click out The streets don't wanna see you read, let a clip out These niggas slip out, make they blood drip out
Yo we divide the cakes to rise the stakes Me and my apes die for papes Bust heat and hide from jake Up in the skyscrape, on top of the world Back is up against the wall, gun brawl Kid, I end it for all ya'll The flood'll stop the dough from flowin Spotless rock glowin, shots I'm blowin Pop the c-lock, rollin waistline, the glock is showin e keep it thugged out, who not knowin get your knot blown in
[RZA] We said Uptown Pilan dogs, you make cakes Cold Medina sons, you known to take cakes Desert Queen project wizes, they bake cakes Shaolin gods, we known to stack cakes Uptown Pilan dogs, you make cakes Cold Medina sons is known to take cakes Desert Queen project cats, they bake cakes Shaolin gods, we known to stack cakes Desert Queen project cats, they bake cakes Shaolin gods is known to stack cakes Uptown Pilan dogs, you make cakes Cold Medina son is bound to take cakes
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