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Tytuł: Execute Them

  • Wykonawca: Wu Tang Clan
  • Wy¶wietleń: 286
"Execute them" [4x]
  
  *Street Life sample played in the background*
  "Slang bang to wax, torture pack, pump it to max
  Till your heart collapse, fully auto rap
  Might lose your eye sight, blood type, a-alike
  Snake bite, gorge on this mic, I live to right the hype"[Street Life]
  
  [Raekwon]
  Yeah, y'all mothafuckers know, turn my shit up mothafucker
  Wild the fuck out, word up fuck the radio
  1998 word up, whippin illegal on y'all beagle-lookin mothafuckers
  Yo, James spin off, slang dames wanna hit off
  Check this Slovak lock it down, lames get off
  Jury match, range rack, fists of fury-act
  Don po, six hundred glow, Wally mack poly like that
  It's real ("Execute Them"), diabolical
  Logical, strange chokehold, kill is possible
  Flip a wig blindfold, rewind the scroll
  Clip full-mo, flip on the glow, blow
  Rock a arm-fold, tourist a bull report
  Sit back, calmful, tibble and cold war
  Hailin from my neck down, rounds flip clowns
  Buyin a loyal bitch gowns, go down, fuck them clowns
  While we healin, minds, wheelin labs wit cathedral ceilings
  Dry a hitman for hire, alien flyer
  "Slang bang to wax, slang bang to wax, slang slang bang to wax
  Torture pack"
  What what, step up, throw your sword up
  
  [Masta Killa]
  Aiyyo witness the abduction, bill of destruction
  Blood rushin, from a universal standpoint
  Acknowledge shorties bustin, but they gotta come son
  Before they can test my steel
  I send a grandson to let em feel one, bodies not worth my gun
  Peace Sudan, w-w-MastaKill.com, heavily armed
  We roam, through the dark damp litter of the forest
  Floor lies dough, wit a c-note, throw em overboat
  Slit his stomach so the body won't float
  The vigilant, infinite patient I stand as command in chief
  Mad thorough, competition's intense for every inch of the borough
  
  "Slang bang to wax, torture pack, pump it to the max
  Till your heart collapse, fully auto rap (2x)"
  "Might lose your eyesight, bloodtype, a-alike
  Snake bite, gorge on this mic, I live to write the hype
  (Execute them) I live to write the hype"
  
  [Inspectah Deck]
  Murder verser, twenty bean rap fiend server
  Rhymes nurse your mind, bustin like twin burners
  Certified lah, five million eyes left wide
  Inside we split the grand prize
  Won it by a landslide, ?damn's fly? the rest
  They bettin contest but they pose no threat
  Street corner warrior, cause crowd disorder
  And glide like rollerblades 'cross your recorders
  Soldier of fortune lost in the madness
  Brandish your weapon or get dropped to the canvas
  Po' bandit hold the belt single-handed
  Most Demanded Assassin is what I'm branded
  Far from your standard, universally
  Planted jewels in the minds of fools left stranded
  One man hit force, my shirt ripped off
  Squeeze a full clip to kill the bullshit then I dip off
  
  "Slang bang, slang bang to wax (Execute Them)
  Torture pack, pump it to the max till your heart collapse
  Fully auto rap, might lose your eyesight, bloodtype a-alike
  Snake bite, gorge on this mic, I live to write the hype"
  "Execute them" [2x]
  "Slang bang to wax, torture pack pump it to max till your heart collapse"
  "Sla-slang bang to wax (Execute them)
  Torture pack, pump it to the max till your heart collapse (Execute them)
  Fully auto rap, might lose your eyesight, bloodtype a-alike
  Snake bite, gorge on this mic, I live to write the hype
  I live to write the hype"