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[00:00.00] 作词 : Dennis Coles/Robert Diggs[00:01.00] 作曲 : Dennis Coles/Robert Diggs[00:06.84]The Wu-Tang slang is mad dangerous[00:09.71]The Wu-Tang slang is mad dangerous (Yo, yo)[00:12.15]Champagne nights on the corner mad heavy[00:14.85]Around the time when I was beefing with Wizzy[00:18.06]Starks, State, and Claybourne drawers[00:20.15]******* bitches, they man come through[00:22.46]Damn near kissed the ground[00:24.33]Jumping out of big shit with Benetton pajamas on[00:27.05]Line my soldiers up, strategize, then I move my pawns[00:30.31]Should've been Italian how I'm getting that parmesan[00:33.10]Talkin' bout the ones you keep putting those commas on[00:36.10]And I'ma keep hope alive[00:38.72]'Cause mad lil' niggas look up to me outside[00:41.67]Breaking dawn blunted, yums in they mouth[00:44.75]I drop a jewel, they see the C-ciphers then bounce[00:47.85]Peace God, you see Rae, yo, tell 'em I said[00:50.53]I was in the East, a nigga died, but cut off his dreads[00:53.50]I'll be back around 6PM[00:55.51]Juma prayers around 1 o'clock[00:57.92]Plus I gotta pick up these gems[00:59.53]'Cause it's going down tonight at the Garden[01:02.09]Mary and Maxwell, Drew Hill, I'm supposed to be starring[01:05.64]You know how I do, son[01:07.48]Nugget stones with the blue ones[01:09.92]And coming with me is a few guns[01:12.21]I think he's on that shit again[01:13.73]Twisting niggas out hard, gettin' rid of 'e[01:16.66]You gamble on rap, yo, my bid is in[01:19.70]Bet against me?[01:20.76]You own a hat where your ****ing head can't fit up i[01:24.24]I think he's on that shit again[01:25.85]Twisting niggas out hard, gettin' rid of 'e[01:28.69]You gamble on rap, yo, my bid is in[01:31.70]Bet against me?[01:32.69]You own a hat where your ****ing head can't fit up i[01:36.16]Telekinesis, simple instrumental thesis[01:38.82]I could hop on a track, relax, then remain speechless[01:43.82]Peep this, I closed down the Kith store[01:46.45]For thousand dollar sneakers[01:47.95]Bought a dozen pair with 'em,[01:49.47]Shared 'em with his cousin[01:50.90]Wu-Tang slang boomerang back like Reggie Hudlin[01:53.75]From New York City to Philly to Los Angeles[01:56.92]The Wu-Tang slang is mad dangerous[02:00.03]You can't outthink the RZA, nigga,[02:02.04]I'll make your brain shrink[02:03.26]My lyrics are vitamins, I go from A to zinc[02:05.71]And yeah, I got that iron just in case the emcee think[02:08.87]He can take it to the streets,[02:10.04]Then watch his ass become extinct[02:11.74]Like a Tyrannosaurus Rex[02:14.67]I turn your ****ing face to Jonah He[02:18.14]Ayy, yo, last night my sugar was five hundred[02:20.24]That Log Cabin syrup on them flapjacks[02:22.69]Took it to sky hundred[02:23.88]That's thirteen units of insulin[02:26.03]Brought it back down[02:27.34]Now everything is official in like Michelin[02:30.00]Counting bread like Maserati Rick out in Michigan[02:32.95]And all my old girlfriends is jumping on my dick agai[02:35.99]I think he's on that shit again[02:37.49]Twisting niggas out hard, gettin' rid of 'e[02:40.60]You gamble on rap, yo, my bid is in[02:43.69]Bet against me?[02:44.82]You own a hat where your ****ing head can't fit up i[02:48.16]I think he's on that shit again[02:49.80]Twisting niggas out hard, gettin' rid of 'e[02:52.68]You gamble on rap, yo, my bid is in[02:55.83]Bet against me?[02:56.85]You own a hat where your ****ing head can't fit up i[03:00.38]
