Tytuł: Conditioner

• Wykonawca: Wu-Tang Clan
• Wyświetleń: 291

[Intro:
   Ol' Dirty Bastard]
   Yeah, yeah, knowhatimsayin
   Tired of takin muthafuckin bullets for niggas and shit,
   knowhatimsayin
   Catchin 45's, gettin tapes by the government
   Shit like that, bitches you know
   Mindscapin, tryin to set a nigga up, knowhatimsayin
   Yeah, MC Conditioner, yeah knowhatimsayin
   Tired of takin muthafuckin bullets for niggas and shit,
   knowhatimsayin
   Catchin 45's, gettin tapes by the government
   Shit like that, bitches you know
   Mindscapin, tryin to set a nigga up, knowhatimsayin
  
   [Chorus 4X: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
   MC Conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateur
  
   [Intro: Snoop Dogg]
   Bang ya head, Wu-Tang Clan, Big Snoop D-O double G
   Sumthin for the 2000
  
   [Ol' Dirty Bastard]
   Ya momma named Tita, popa named Skeeter
   Fuck that nigga when it come to the heater
   Peep the elevator, pussy eater
   Tube desbarator, got shot, a hibernator
   Get a nigga later, he got to vacate her
   Ol' Dirty corperator, splash I'm up on the panani flash
   That gash, Macintosh, some like it bread
   Pee in the bed, I'm frustrated, with 29 years, no educated
   Hydrated, cuz you kept it checkmated
   Water waste, I'm up in ya face like what?
   These niggas, I'm puttin you in ya place
  
   [Chorus 4X]
  
   [Snoop Dogg]
   Mr. No Meaner, pussy whole beater
   I'm keep four heater, when I'm dippin with my meter
   Suckas, they wanna beat us, join us, but we don't need them
   Pump 'em and defeat them, dump 'em and delete 'em
   This neat road right here, pimps hoes
   I smoke so much dope, I have ya bloody at the nose
   Since my buddies at these hoes, put up blood like a rose
   It just so happens, I'm the nigga that she chose
   I flows above the rest, most def
   Got you shakin ya ass, and you throwin up ya set
   Whatever you do, you keepin it true
   Big Dogg and ODB I thought you knew
   Ooh, the Wu, is back up in this muthafucker
   Ooh, and Snoop, is burnin rubber on these suckas
   It's a Dogg Day Afternoon, the Clan go bang, and the bang go boom
   How you love it? How you like it? And how you get it?
   Do that damn thing and quit bullshittin wit it
  
   [Chorus 2X: Snoop Dogg]
  
   [Chorus 4X: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
  
   --beat changes--
  
   [GZA]
   Yeah, pump that shit, testin, check, one two
   Yes, yes, yes, yes yes y'all, to my niggas y'all
   To my click y'all, you can't quit y'all
   Wu-Tang bangin that dope shit y'all
   That make you wanna roll up and smoke shit y'all
   To the beat y'all, you can't sleep y'all
   On my flow y'all niggas don't know y'all
   You see my style calm but wild
   You witness the rhyme, nuthin butd imes
   The 8-Bar murder verse, freestyle off rehearse
   I wreck MC's, whether I'm last or first, what, what, what, what
   Hazardous dart, visual long forgotten art
   That fell apart, till the blood ran from the heart
   Punk thru the street, RZA make, we break beats
   Pack seats, rappin fire raps, set off track meets
   In the arm tank, high rank, heavy metal shank
   Blow 'em off the plank, when they ships approach the bank
   Wu niggas rollin, throwin the first rap slogan
   Heroes of Hogan, shout out to military clothing
   Quickly blow up, rolled up them rappers like pennies
   My brother stacks tracks on the behalf of many
   With the Wisdom, power of science from experts
   Self applyin that put giants in the network
   Them compact discs and televised live quotes
   We multiply our strength on the world wide note
   Yes, what, what
  
   [Inspectah Deck]
   Yes yes, y'all, ya don't stop
   You keep on, till the break of dawn
   A yes yes y'all, ya don't stop
   And Wu-Tang known to make ya body rock