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Severe Punishment (Explicit)

Wu Tang Clan
1997-06-033:36 minSynced lyrics

"Severe Punishment (Explicit)" is a song by Wu Tang Clan, released in 1997 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:36 long and contains 87 lines and 662 words.

Lyrics

0:00Severe Punishment - Wu Tang Clan
0:03I despise your killing and raping
0:07You're despicable are you my judge
0:12It's just you should be punished
0:15I'm going to chop off your arm so are you ready
0:19Yo yeah yo yo yo yeah
0:26Check these high hats sting things moving through the rubbish
0:28Party robust rec room style for you brothers
0:31Time's ticking eruptments conduct
0:33Entering one funk before the drum dry up
0:35Dial style jab vocab slow
0:38Alphabet run construction voice might blow
0:40Tap dance swelling Hemingway novel model
0:42For a breather dirty reefer hide your bottle
0:45Cut down come with something that's round and profound
0:47Blood brothers people of colors we get down
0:49Watch this fly force feed things being said
0:52Nine Diagram acid black evil red left his
0:55Mic half a dangle seriously man
0:56My mic clapper def wish everlasting plan
0:59Heavenly God body know me as the cleaner
1:01Night champion old villain style seem a
1:04Kiss of spider to God saga why bother
1:05Godfather talk drama fly swatters
1:08Number two Chao San Poi
1:13This Wu sh*t be hard to kill and full blown
1:15Rhymes filtered through the net before words hit the chrome
1:18Pro tools editing tracks that's rough
1:20'Cause a jam without a live MC isn't enough
1:22So we attack this and grab all within' reach
1:25Throw a scrap back to niggaz perfect your own speech
1:27Sh*t is copper it ain't worth the mic stands
1:29Used by backup singers in Atlantic City bands
1:32Niggaz look on and get hooked on this mic line
1:34Real thin and shift through the pipeline
1:37LP's delivered with style and potential
1:39Niggaz flowin' smoothly in a sequential
1:41Order revealin' hidden tape recorders
1:44Stashed inside pockets of those who lack aura
1:46Twist the DAC up them niggaz with math is back up
1:48Watch he act up fifty-two block track we slap up
1:51Playground maneuver jet to Vancouver like this
1:53Two Kahluas one chick she's German Luger
1:55Get the sh*t on light a fresh pack bust it open
1:58With the seal on Dunn deal on this with the real on
2:00Next Rocky ring call it to Decatur
2:02Slang sou fleer home decorator player
2:04Mic immigrants nine of us formed resemblance
2:07Somethin' flashy God dead-armed is nasty
2:09Peep the ornaments enough to make Shorty-Wop stare at me yo
2:12He killed the God might as well throw a chair at me
2:14Yo MC's wonder what's hip hop thunder
2:17Tell you the truth it's just one nation under a groove
2:19Gettin' down for the funk of it like Fred Sanford in the biz
2:23Yo one held his paraphernalia a Wu memorabilia
2:26Mailed by the fortune teller tried to tell ya
2:28'Bout the group recruit we scoop up cream like Breyer's
2:31Then spread across the globe like telephone wires
2:33Thirty-six assorted Shaolin imported
2:35Chambers been recorded you're f**kin' with the loops
2:37Time for royalty audit
2:38Fabulous establishment metabolism Blackfoot Indian
2:42Cherokee started out smaller than amphibian
2:44Then grew to a physical body with five meridians
2:47As the pendulum swings closer to the millennium
2:49Two thousand wickedness is spread amongst my citizen
2:51I got a muscle the industrial to make a hustle
2:54And politic with Leo and Russell
2:56When niggaz is still rushin' we'll brush you
2:58He's a womanizer
2:59But he's an expert at throwing knives
3:01Thoughts are contained in the trenches of the brain
3:03Ignite blowin' the mic to Arabian heights
3:05As I recite this medley niggaz couldn't f**k with the
3:08Deadly ground I hold down
3:10Classical gangland style shots hit the ceiling
3:13Panic and confusion echoes through the building
3:15Continuing to build I strive for perfection
3:17Driven by the will to live glocks I hold
3:20Shots I give while searchers of rescue teams
3:22Look for means of survival and who's liable
3:25For this harrowing experience
3:26You scream for the extreme fiend for the cap
3:29And proceeds of the Wu-Tang Academy
3:31To f**k up your anatomy with assault and battery
3:34Number two Chao San Poi
3:36Number two Chao San Poi
Severe Punishment - Wu Tang Clan
I despise your killing and raping
You're despicable are you  my judge
It's just you should be punished
I'm going to chop off your arm  so are you ready
Yo  yeah  yo  yo  yo  yeah
Check these high hats sting things moving through the rubbish
Party robust  rec room style for you brothers
Time's ticking  eruptments conduct
Entering one funk before the drum dry up
Dial  style  jab vocab slow
Alphabet run  construction voice might blow
Tap dance swelling Hemingway novel model
For a breather  dirty reefer hide your bottle
Cut down  come with something that's round and profound
Blood brothers people of colors we get down
Watch this fly  force feed things being said
Nine Diagram acid black evil red left his
Mic half a dangle  seriously man
My mic clapper def wish  everlasting plan
Heavenly God body  know me as the cleaner
Night champion  old villain style seem a
Kiss of spider  to God saga why bother
Godfather talk drama  fly swatters
Number two  Chao San Poi
This Wu sh*t be hard to kill and full blown
Rhymes filtered through the net before words hit the chrome
Pro tools editing tracks that's rough
'Cause a jam without a live MC isn't enough
So we attack this and grab all within' reach
Throw a scrap back to niggaz perfect your own speech
Sh*t is copper  it ain't worth the mic stands
Used by backup singers in Atlantic City bands
Niggaz look on and get hooked on this mic line
Real thin and shift through the pipeline
LP's delivered with style and potential
Niggaz flowin' smoothly in a sequential
Order  revealin' hidden tape recorders
Stashed inside pockets of those who lack aura
Twist the DAC up  them niggaz with math is back up
Watch he act up  fifty-two block track we slap up
Playground maneuver  jet to Vancouver like this
Two Kahluas one chick she's German Luger
Get the sh*t on  light a fresh pack  bust it open
With the seal on Dunn  deal on this  with the real on
Next  Rocky  ring  call it to Decatur
Slang sou fleer home decorator  player
Mic immigrants  nine of us formed resemblance
Somethin' flashy  God dead-armed is nasty
Peep the ornaments enough to make Shorty-Wop stare at me yo
He killed the God might as well throw a chair at me
Yo MC's wonder what's hip hop thunder
Tell you the truth it's just one nation under a groove
Gettin' down for the funk of it like Fred Sanford in the biz
Yo one held his paraphernalia  a Wu memorabilia
Mailed by the fortune teller  tried to tell ya
'Bout the group recruit we scoop up cream like Breyer's
Then spread across the globe like telephone wires
Thirty-six assorted  Shaolin imported
Chambers been recorded  you're f**kin' with the loops
Time for royalty audit
Fabulous establishment metabolism  Blackfoot Indian
Cherokee started out smaller than amphibian
Then grew to a physical body with five meridians
As the pendulum swings closer to the millennium
Two thousand  wickedness is spread amongst my citizen
I got a muscle the industrial to make a hustle
And politic with Leo and Russell
When niggaz is still rushin' we'll brush you
He's a womanizer
But he's an expert at throwing knives
Thoughts are contained in the trenches of the brain
Ignite  blowin' the mic to Arabian heights
As I recite this medley  niggaz couldn't f**k with the
Deadly ground I hold down
Classical gangland style  shots hit the ceiling
Panic and confusion echoes through the building
Continuing to build  I strive for perfection
Driven by the will to live  glocks I hold
Shots I give  while searchers of rescue teams
Look for means of survival and who's liable
For this harrowing experience
You scream for the extreme  fiend for the cap
And proceeds of the Wu-Tang Academy
To f**k up your anatomy with assault and battery
Number two  Chao San Poi
Number two  Chao San Poi

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