Bells of War (Explicit)
Wu Tang Clan"Bells of War (Explicit)" é uma música de Wu Tang Clan, 1997, Pop. A música tem 4:51 de duração, 130 lines / 964 words.
Letra
0:00Bells Of War - Wu Tang Clan
0:05Yeah yo give me the cue
0:11Skip the introduction prostate the lip function
0:13The junction get rushed by some grimy people bustin' w**d
0:16Splatter your belly like some Attica fellas
0:18Use a firearm good bloods go for hard swelling
0:21Insert the spasm yes the dirty hurt has them
0:23Thoroughbred thugs insert the fantasm
0:26Verbal smarts spark the word visit my scripture
0:28Exotic wine holding nine Picasso pictures
0:31When the rhyme pivot you now limit your chance
0:33Bodyguard the lyric with unlimited stance
0:36Words seem to zing on down to Bejing
0:38When we touch down you crown renowned kings
0:41There's no honor amongst thieves street pharmaceutical
0:43Stack like Genovese the four devil tempt mad men
0:46But not these we profound hardcore sound
0:48To MC's thumbs down prepare
0:51Killa bees it be warfare this the year
0:53Niggaz gotta take you off of here hold the square
0:56If we go there we go gritty
0:58And spread fear through this rap city call the mayor
1:00My razor sharp darts be like cold stairs
1:03The smell of fear makes my nostrils flair truth or dare
1:06Ask yourself can you compare
1:07To these niggaz in the hood Johnny B Goode
1:10Or he be gone yeah
1:11The struggle goes on you've been warned
1:14P L O from here to Lebanon how many bombs
1:16Must we drop in the Ninety-Now
1:18Walk a mile in my shoes get the street news
1:20From Meth-Tical
1:24You gots to be kidding you gots to be kidding
1:26Aiyyo kid you gots to be kidding my glocks'll be spitting
1:30You gots to be kidding yo
1:31It's common sense how I master my circumference you dense
1:34I get locked the f**k up released on my own recognizance
1:36Can't be judged young bloods bust back like scuds
1:39Wu-Tang harvest one thousand notches above
1:41MC level yo I stay high as like treble
1:44Foes who oppose get plucked like rose pedals
1:47Arresting and holding penetrate for better regions
1:49Wack MC's only lasted one season
1:52The morale was low at the corral
1:54Adjective pronouns had no style yo we propose our
1:57Aim the official initial is Ruler Zig-Zag-Zig Allah
2:00All that other bullshit ain't permissible
2:02Annual increase of the Wu-Tang Manual
2:04Handles to a keyboard is true hip-hop set tangible
2:07Illegible every egg ain't edible
2:09My tracks remain Unforgettable like Ol' Nat Cole
2:12Got to catch this paper to buy Shaquasia a glacier
2:15Throw chairs to deck a skyscraper
2:16Understand that the continents of Africa and Asia
2:19And free the black man from the enslaved labor Wu-Tang
2:22The weight of the fam is on our back and we can't fall
2:25Victim to this long hall of fame meaning nuttin'
2:27We came to punish the glutton with a substance
2:30That can't be contained Wu-Tang
2:32Motherf**kers
2:33We be seeing y'all asses when we walk up in the club
2:36Y'all all in the back
2:37Scared to speak the speak 'cause you scared
2:39Punk motherf**ker we know what time it is
2:42All you been seeing is upsets in the box and sh*t right
2:46It's like come on man
2:48This ni**a f**ked up motherf**kin' Whittaker
2:52Dang he caught Whittaker
2:53Mmm hmm
2:55He caught Whittaker a long time ago
2:57Mike got touched
2:57Then Mike got touched by Holy field
3:01Holy field yeah word up
3:03Hey Mike's Mike's gonna forfeit this fight
3:05He ain't fighting McDermit he ain't fightin'
3:08Nope whattup
3:10You talkin' 'bout he what he what he what he did
3:13Told them he cut his eye in sparring
3:14Style adoral rap pressing David Berkowitz
3:17Einstein birth to hit now nurture it
3:18M G M front row seat tonight no gens
3:20Purified cleanse ran into some beef up in the men's
3:22Fix your sawed off Wu-Tang throw me off the cross
3:25All you saw was white meat skin hangin' off
3:27These is words from the Arch Bishop some call it six up
3:31The Betty Crocker marvel cake stakes admissor
3:33Wax janitor black Jack Mulligan from Canada
3:35Slam dance tarantula style you'se a fan of the
3:38Monopoly king Slavic poetry
3:39Carnegie Hall's off the hook let's push through the armory
3:43Mack truck hitting soloist soul controllers
3:45Behold of the thousand teeth fist swift and boneless
3:48You know 'cause Wu-Tang is invincible you know what I mean
3:51It's Wu-Tang Forever God
3:52(Invincible)
3:52Knahmsaying We gonna get down with that W
3:55You gonna get down with that W
3:56That's that Wu that's that Wisdom
3:57You know what I'm sayin' That's the Wisdom of the Universe
3:58That's the truth of Allah for the Nation of the Gods
4:02You know what I'm sayin' We breakin' egg through these days God
4:05You know what I'm sayin' We got the f**kin' way
4:07We got the medicine for yo' sickness
4:08Out here ya know what I mean
4:10I was telling Shorty like
4:11Yo Shorty you don't even gotta go to summer school
4:12Pick up the Wu-Tang double CD
4:15And you'll get all the education you need this year
4:17You know what I mean
4:19(Their poisoned minds can't comprehend this sh*t)
4:21Word man it's Wu-Tang Forever God
4:22Niggaz can't f**k with these lyrics God
4:24You know what I'm sayin' Knahmean
4:25(Oh hell no none of this sh*t)
4:26C'mon man beats lyrics man y'all niggaz
4:28(Niggaz can't even understand half this sh*t)
4:30Nah
4:30(Man no)
4:31I think niggaz ain't gonna figure it out till the year two-G
4:33(Wax niggaz a** for free or fee)
4:34Word yo you know what The next Wu-Tang album ain't even
4:38Comin' out until Two Thousand
4:39You know what I mean That's just gonna come back with a comet
4:42You hear we gonna bring a comet
4:44(Check for that sh*t in the millennium)
4:46You know what I mean So yo y'all niggaz man
4:48(Be the resurrection)
4:49The Gods is here man
4:50Born Gods is here
4:51(Born God)
Bells Of War - 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' w**d 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 Bejing When 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 Niggaz gotta take you off of here hold the square 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 niggaz in the hood Johnny B Goode Or 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-Tical You 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 f**k 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 bullshit 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 Asia And free the black man from the enslaved labor Wu-Tang The 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-Tang Motherf**kers 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**ker we know what time it is All you been seeing is upsets in the box and sh*t right It's like come on man This ni**a f**ked up motherf**kin' Whittaker Dang he caught Whittaker Mmm 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 Canada Slam 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 W You gonna get down with that W That's that Wu that's that Wisdom You know what I'm sayin' That's the Wisdom of the Universe That's the truth of Allah for the Nation of the Gods You know what I'm sayin' We breakin' egg through these days God You know what I'm sayin' We got the f**kin' 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 CD And you'll get all the education you need this year You know what I mean (Their poisoned minds can't comprehend this sh*t) Word man it's Wu-Tang Forever God Niggaz can't f**k with these lyrics God You know what I'm sayin' Knahmean (Oh hell no none of this sh*t) C'mon man beats lyrics man y'all niggaz (Niggaz can't even understand half this sh*t) Nah (Man no) I think niggaz ain't gonna figure it out till the year two-G (Wax niggaz a** 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 sh*t in the millennium) You know what I mean So yo y'all niggaz man (Be the resurrection) The Gods is here man Born Gods is here (Born God)
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