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THE LYRIC OF REDBULL , WU TANG CLAN'S SONG

 

 

The lyric of Redbull, Wu Tang Clan's song

[Redman]
RZA came and got methis what I came to docome on
Ring the bell so it s time to eat
Brick Dog stash weed inta AMI-seats
Bomb isdide the palm
Doc rock a wifebeater with me beatin my wife ass ironed on
The front with my pump built like the Klumps
To carry it I take the spare out the trunk
I stay hungryI ain t worked for days
That s why you see the pump when the curtains raise
Blast! Don t panic
Do I gotta explain how I tame and lock the rapgame single-handed?
Hell nah! I won t tell you son
If I find a wack ID I sell you one
Doc and Hot NickInspectah
My lecture s like Hannibal Lector s
Where s the ketchup?
Don t speak on itshut ya trap
I see ya whole crew yellow like mustardpacks
Ah wooDoc in my own zone
You say you got the rapgames sewnbut it s sewn wrong
I ride through ya hood in a Mr. Softee truck
Then pull a mac out a box of snow cones
Yeahya little fucks
Gimme ya fucking money!

*Shout-outs from Raekwon and Ghostface*

[Method Man]
Uhuhcheck it
I m hotter than a hundred degrees with my coat on
Playing with a dynamitestickwhere did I go wrong?
Somebody pull the fire along when Jonny stomp
If ya lukewarm leavin ya clothes and boots torn
Pro s and con smegabomb s and so-on s
By arid actions try MC s to get their roll on
First issue got issues
What is hip-hop to Hot Nickles?
It s like Funk Doc to snot tissuesword
Look at my hand and get the third
Finger out ya earhole like: Fuck what you hear
Now that s what I call harcorelet s act fool
Mr. Fix-It like Handyman I pack tool
I been shittyI m from the veils of the city
And just because my outfit match don t make me pretty
Baggy Dun Gureesdick need room to breathe
In a room full of crackers I might cut the cheese
Ain t no rules to the gameif it is we aint playin
In your business like EPMD"So What Cha Sayin "
You co-designin that bullshit yo man tryin
Chaka chaka cha-ta tatat!!
Slugs flyin

*Shout-outs from RaekwonGhostface and Inspectah Deck*

[Inspectah Deck]
Yoya
Checkthe code echos from magazines to the big screen
Fo wheel machines like ya wits scream
Kids fiend from the urban to sub-urban
Roll upon me thirstin like: HeyheyMister Dream-Merchant
We roll longer than dice in a casino
Cee-lo in the 45 or 6 with double 0
Behind the tinted windows I lay low
On some hydro tryin to slide from the 5-0
But now I get wild similar to Ol Dirty
On third time fellon just hit with over 30
No worriesstyle have em so thirsty
First degree heats are quittin on me
Cold turkeyno mercy
I bring the pain of a hundred migraines
But a thousand shoutin my name that s why I came
But first bring the cashburstthen the outburst
My surround sound pound ya ear like Jevon Kearse
I flex muscle outside I find a next hustle
Trouble with ya here and face the TEC-muscle
Even the best buckle win
I take it to the exteme
It gets uglybut it s what a nigga do to get cream
This life

*Shout-outs from Raekwon and Ghostface*


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