when I wake the things I dreamt about you last night make me blush (don't tell a soul) When you kiss me like a lover and you sting me like a viper I go
Hill, Killah Killah Hill 10304 style, kid, yea For all my D.M.D. Rec posse niggaz You out there? Is you out there? I throw your brain in the cobra clutch
screw you like a tour groupie War duty, after I'mma call Suzy Tall cutie, she'll do me like a porn movie I burn thousand degrees, nothin' match me You
movies Kids ya get robbed for ya lucci My black woman, so many names, something Their whole wind, sting For ya mind and I'll be the string Use a form
you can't you faggot, you bitch You coward, you clown, you just wanna be down So you - wanna be me, you bitch, you phony You clone me, you wanna be son
mislead you I'm humble, a fuckin Killa Bee, far from bumble I sting you *BZZZT* and I bring you Thirty-six Chambers of head banger, bitch Why I deal with
I play against a well trained animal, you move next Stylist got you dress, like you comin in from Budapest Lookin like Burt Lancaster You slow to circle
lie about your didgits It's one thing to say that you live it It's another for you fuckers to admit it But I admit I got all this paper plus the prettiest
Call me Sugar Ray, the way I dance on you lames My right hand'll sting you and ding you, leave stamps on your brain I got, out of state of niggaz that
kids You can pray all you want but I don't forgive You shoulda been doin that before you did what you did I aint gotta spell it out, pimp you know what
see while I If you see it I'll be here Tech broke itallic syllabalic attacks Trying to see while I If you see it I'll be here You want these MCs lyrically
mama,said,the way you move Gon' make you sweat, gon' make you groove Ah-ah,child the way you shake that thing Gon' make you burn, gon' make you sting
a bite of you baby The longer it goes well, the shorter your fuse Maybe you'd know if you walked in my shoes Damned if I don't and I'm damned if I do
breathe Fix your weave, behold my expertise [Chorus: Wu-Tang Clan] I got my uzi back - you dudes is wack, face it the Wu is back I got my uzi back - you
one Recognize the Gods came, for one accord For one mind and one cause, that's the shit Son Play them crows out position You might hear me but you don
or die lifestyle for ransom 50 g's, need keys to free their grandson Run but you can't hide, rich is what we long for You get your wig split back, caught
me down you're gonna break I feel you're every nothing that you're doing for me I'm thinking, you oughta make your own way I stand alone inside I stand alone You
sting Here I am, rock you like a hurricane Here I am, rock you like a hurricane Here I am, rock you like a hurricane Here I am, rock you like a hurricane
