Bells of War - Explicit Version歌词
作词 : Wu-Tang Clan
作曲 : Wu-Tang Clan
Yeah, yo, give me the cue
Skip the introduction, prostate the lip function
The junction get rushed by some grimy people bustin' ****
Splatter your belly like some
Attica fellas
Use a firearm good, bloods go for hard swelling
Insert the spasm, yes the dirty hurt has them
Thoroughbred thugs insert the fantasm
Verbal smarts, spark the word, visit my scripture
Exotic wine, holding nine,
Picasso pictures
When the rhyme pivot you now, limit your chance
Bodyguard the lyric with unlimited stance
Words seem to zing on down to
BejingWhen we touch down you crown renowned kings
There's no honor amongst thieves, street pharmaceutical
Stack like
Genovese, the four devil tempt mad men
But not these, we profound hardcore sound
To MC's thumbs down, prepare
Killa bees it be warfare, this the year
****** gotta take you off of here, hold the s****e
If we go there we go gritty
And spread fear through this rap city, call the mayor
My razor sharp darts be like cold stairs
The smell of fear makes my nostrils, flair, truth or dare
Ask yourself can you compare
To these ****** in the hood,
Johnny B.
GoodeOr he be gone, yeah
The struggle goes on, you've been warned
P.L.O. from here to
Lebanon, how many bombs
Must we drop in the
Ninety-Now
Walk a mile in my shoes, get the street news
From Meth-
TicalYou gots to be kidding, you gots to be kidding
Aiyyo kid, you gots to be kidding, my glocks'll be spitting
You gots to be kidding, yo
It's common sense how
I master my circumference, you dense
I get locked the **** up, released on my own recognizance
Can't be judged, young bloods bust back like scuds
Wu-Tang harvest one thousand notches above
MC level, yo,
I stay high as like treble
Foes who oppose get plucked like rose pedals
Arresting and holding, penetrate for better regions
Wack MC's only lasted one season
The morale was low at the corral
Adjective pronouns had no style, yo, we propose our
Aim the official, initial, is
Ruler Zig-
Zag-Zig Allah
All that other bulls*it ain't permissible
Annual increase of the
Wu-Tang Manual
Handles to a keyboard is true hip-hop set tangible
Illegible, every egg ain't edible
My tracks remain
Unforgettable like
Ol' Nat Cole
Got to catch this paper to buy
Shaquasia a glacier
Throw chairs to deck a skyscraper
Understand that the continents of
Africa and
AsiaAnd free the black man from the enslaved labor,
Wu-TangThe weight of the fam is on our back and we can't fall
Victim to this long hall of fame, meaning nuttin'
We came to punish the glutton with a substance
That can't be contained,
Wu-TangMotherf****rs
We be seeing y'all asses when we walk up in the club
Y'all all in the back
Scared to speak the speak 'cause you scared
Punk motherf****r, we know what time it is
All you been seeing is upsets in the box and s*it right
It's like come on man
This ***** f****d up motherf****n'
WhittakerDang, he caught
WhittakerMmm hmm
He caught
Whittaker a long time ago
Mike got touched
Then Mike got touched by
Holy field
Holy field, yeah, word up
Hey, Mike's,
Mike's gonna forfeit this fight
He ain't fighting
McDermit, he ain't fightin'?
Nope, whattup?
You talkin' 'bout he, what he, what he, what he did?
Told them he cut his eye, in sparring
Style adoral rap pressing,
David Berkowitz
Einstein birth to hit, now nurture it
M.G.M. front row seat tonight, no gens
Purified cleanse, ran into some beef up in the men's
Fix your sawed off,
Wu-Tang throw me off the cross
All you saw was white meat, skin hangin' off
These is words from the
Arch Bishop, some call it six up
The Betty
Crocker, marvel cake stakes admissor
Wax janitor, black
Jack Mulligan from
CanadaSlam dance, tarantula style, you'se a fan of the
Monopoly king,
Slavic poetry
Carnegie Hall's off the hook, let's push through the armory
Mack truck hitting soloist, soul controllers
Behold of the thousand teeth fist, swift and boneless
You know 'cause
Wu-Tang is invincible, you know what
I mean?It's
Wu-Tang Forever
God(Invincible)
Knahmsaying?
We gonna get down with that
WYou gonna get down with that
WThat's that
Wu, that's that
WisdomYou know what
I'm sayin'?
That's the
Wisdom of the
UniverseThat's the truth of
Allah for the
Nation of the
GodsYou know what
I'm sayin'?
We breakin' egg through these days
GodYou know what
I'm sayin'?
We got the f****n' way
We got the medicine for yo' sickness
Out here, ya know what
I mean?I was telling
Shorty like
Yo Shorty, you don't even gotta go to summer school
Pick up the
Wu-Tang double
CDAnd you'll get all the education you need this year
You know what
I mean?(Their poisoned minds can't comprehend this s*it)
Word man, it's
Wu-Tang Forever
********* can't **** with these lyrics
GodYou know what
I'm sayin'?
Knahmean?(Oh hell no, none of this s*it)
C'mon man, beats, lyrics man, y'all ******(****** can't even understand half this s*it)
Nah(Man, no)
I think ****** ain't gonna figure it out till the year two-
G(Wax ****** ass for free or fee)
Word, yo, you know what?
The next Wu-
Tang album ain't even
Comin' out until
Two Thousand
You know what
I mean? That's just gonna come back with a comet
You hear, we gonna bring a comet(Check for that s*it in the millennium)
You know what
I mean? So, yo, y'all ****** man(Be the resurrection)
The Gods is here man
Born Gods is here(Born God)
作曲 : Wu-Tang Clan
Yeah, yo, give me the cue
Skip the introduction, prostate the lip function
The junction get rushed by some grimy people bustin' ****
Splatter your belly like some
Attica fellas
Use a firearm good, bloods go for hard swelling
Insert the spasm, yes the dirty hurt has them
Thoroughbred thugs insert the fantasm
Verbal smarts, spark the word, visit my scripture
Exotic wine, holding nine,
Picasso pictures
When the rhyme pivot you now, limit your chance
Bodyguard the lyric with unlimited stance
Words seem to zing on down to
BejingWhen we touch down you crown renowned kings
There's no honor amongst thieves, street pharmaceutical
Stack like
Genovese, the four devil tempt mad men
But not these, we profound hardcore sound
To MC's thumbs down, prepare
Killa bees it be warfare, this the year
****** gotta take you off of here, hold the s****e
If we go there we go gritty
And spread fear through this rap city, call the mayor
My razor sharp darts be like cold stairs
The smell of fear makes my nostrils, flair, truth or dare
Ask yourself can you compare
To these ****** in the hood,
Johnny B.
GoodeOr he be gone, yeah
The struggle goes on, you've been warned
P.L.O. from here to
Lebanon, how many bombs
Must we drop in the
Ninety-Now
Walk a mile in my shoes, get the street news
From Meth-
TicalYou gots to be kidding, you gots to be kidding
Aiyyo kid, you gots to be kidding, my glocks'll be spitting
You gots to be kidding, yo
It's common sense how
I master my circumference, you dense
I get locked the **** up, released on my own recognizance
Can't be judged, young bloods bust back like scuds
Wu-Tang harvest one thousand notches above
MC level, yo,
I stay high as like treble
Foes who oppose get plucked like rose pedals
Arresting and holding, penetrate for better regions
Wack MC's only lasted one season
The morale was low at the corral
Adjective pronouns had no style, yo, we propose our
Aim the official, initial, is
Ruler Zig-
Zag-Zig Allah
All that other bulls*it ain't permissible
Annual increase of the
Wu-Tang Manual
Handles to a keyboard is true hip-hop set tangible
Illegible, every egg ain't edible
My tracks remain
Unforgettable like
Ol' Nat Cole
Got to catch this paper to buy
Shaquasia a glacier
Throw chairs to deck a skyscraper
Understand that the continents of
Africa and
AsiaAnd free the black man from the enslaved labor,
Wu-TangThe weight of the fam is on our back and we can't fall
Victim to this long hall of fame, meaning nuttin'
We came to punish the glutton with a substance
That can't be contained,
Wu-TangMotherf****rs
We be seeing y'all asses when we walk up in the club
Y'all all in the back
Scared to speak the speak 'cause you scared
Punk motherf****r, we know what time it is
All you been seeing is upsets in the box and s*it right
It's like come on man
This ***** f****d up motherf****n'
WhittakerDang, he caught
WhittakerMmm hmm
He caught
Whittaker a long time ago
Mike got touched
Then Mike got touched by
Holy field
Holy field, yeah, word up
Hey, Mike's,
Mike's gonna forfeit this fight
He ain't fighting
McDermit, he ain't fightin'?
Nope, whattup?
You talkin' 'bout he, what he, what he, what he did?
Told them he cut his eye, in sparring
Style adoral rap pressing,
David Berkowitz
Einstein birth to hit, now nurture it
M.G.M. front row seat tonight, no gens
Purified cleanse, ran into some beef up in the men's
Fix your sawed off,
Wu-Tang throw me off the cross
All you saw was white meat, skin hangin' off
These is words from the
Arch Bishop, some call it six up
The Betty
Crocker, marvel cake stakes admissor
Wax janitor, black
Jack Mulligan from
CanadaSlam dance, tarantula style, you'se a fan of the
Monopoly king,
Slavic poetry
Carnegie Hall's off the hook, let's push through the armory
Mack truck hitting soloist, soul controllers
Behold of the thousand teeth fist, swift and boneless
You know 'cause
Wu-Tang is invincible, you know what
I mean?It's
Wu-Tang Forever
God(Invincible)
Knahmsaying?
We gonna get down with that
WYou gonna get down with that
WThat's that
Wu, that's that
WisdomYou know what
I'm sayin'?
That's the
Wisdom of the
UniverseThat's the truth of
Allah for the
Nation of the
GodsYou know what
I'm sayin'?
We breakin' egg through these days
GodYou know what
I'm sayin'?
We got the f****n' way
We got the medicine for yo' sickness
Out here, ya know what
I mean?I was telling
Shorty like
Yo Shorty, you don't even gotta go to summer school
Pick up the
Wu-Tang double
CDAnd you'll get all the education you need this year
You know what
I mean?(Their poisoned minds can't comprehend this s*it)
Word man, it's
Wu-Tang Forever
********* can't **** with these lyrics
GodYou know what
I'm sayin'?
Knahmean?(Oh hell no, none of this s*it)
C'mon man, beats, lyrics man, y'all ******(****** can't even understand half this s*it)
Nah(Man, no)
I think ****** ain't gonna figure it out till the year two-
G(Wax ****** ass for free or fee)
Word, yo, you know what?
The next Wu-
Tang album ain't even
Comin' out until
Two Thousand
You know what
I mean? That's just gonna come back with a comet
You hear, we gonna bring a comet(Check for that s*it in the millennium)
You know what
I mean? So, yo, y'all ****** man(Be the resurrection)
The Gods is here man
Born Gods is here(Born God)
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