Severe Punishment (Explicit)
Wu Tang Clan"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
Translation
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