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Tytuł: Put your hammer down

  • Wykonawca: Wu-Tang Clan
  • Wy¶wietleń: 251
Lay ya hammer (lay ya hammer)
   Lay ya hammer kid (lay ya hammer kid)
   They want the drama bring it to ?em Fuck ?em
  
   Ghostface:
  
   All rise meet the preacher this pro dueler been diagnosed
   Diabetic keptic I?m your host
   Lock the vanilla suede British
   Staten Island mall menace
   Otherwise posin? as a dentist in my lenses
   Pinball machine gun rap spoke to Arafat
   Laundry maid honey can?t blow in this hat
   What
  
   Method Man:
  
   Is it raw now
   Change it around
   It?s war now
   The final countdown commences
   The battleground is twelve inches of wax paper
   Breakin? down your defenseless senseless nature
   Pain stings with ?Ma Baker
   Twin towerin? I skyscrape ya
   Freedom come meet your maker
  
   Inspektah Deck:
  
   Yo
   Another sound boy?s dyin?
   Crowd noise multiplyin?
   Don?t let the fuzz slide in bust out the sirens
   Sure win lure ?em in like exotic women
   I smile with the sinister grin and finish him
   You?re fuckin? with hoods, get ya goods pushed back
   Ya fraud, pull the wool off your hollywood hat
  
  
   U-God:
  
   Yo Yo Yo
   The track melts in half liquors have this brave meaning
   Supreme being being all that I can being
   Picture wavy beavers meat cleaving your receiver
   Fly sunny cheeba leather buckets dirty reefer
   Fast floatin? grill residential honey hill
   Stainless steel rashes sheisty catch a money bill
  
  
   Raekwon:
  
   It?s all gravy
   We floatin? through like the British navy
   Fresh design lady love the fade keep it wavy
   The mix drink - throw the dick in the drink
   Play it baby girl caught ya
   Exotic album Cuban Link
   Custom AV?s beige panties who could front on these please
   Ya?ll niggas broke so much your uncle sells trees
  
   Gza:
  
   Yo
   High ranked officials and armed tanks and missles
   Blood drizzle simple fact you slept on the issue
   That before he started jerkin? off joysticks and Sega
   I made tapes a hundred watt amps insuring Vegas
   Rza fine tune it shippin? meal units
   MC?s ask, who be those rhyme killers in masks?
   No doubt difficult task to last in the square
   Beware infinte amount of darts is in the air
   I?m victorious no opponents and blast through components
   And microphones watch the whole world live the moment
   Anything anti that came approachin? this
   Incapable lust speech remains motionless
  
   Lay ya hammer (Lay ya hammer)
   Lay ya hammer kid (Lay ya hammer kid)
   Lay ya hammer (Lay ya hammer)