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Wu Tang Clan It S Yours

Machingun rap for all my niggaz in the back stay the impacket chang yo nigga your fucking bitch yo fuck you in your arsehole .Wu -tang clan is the best

Funkmaster Flex, is down with us KRS-One, he's down with us The Wu-Tang Clan is down with us Busta Rhymes you know he's down with us Naughty and Fat

the street with your - Box in your hand and you bringing the music of the - Wu-Tang Clan And you hear Ironman on your - radio rapping Your feet start

wearin' Blue kicks, plus jeans boomin' beats Loud horn beeps, crowded streets, the fusion yo The heat is on, never too black or too strong In one hour Wu-Tang Clan

that's I'll When I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, buddah chill! I don't need to rhyme no more, niggaz know To all the Wu Tang clan members The Ghostface

the case You know it?s Kenny O when it booms and shakes You know it?s our music by the movement it makes The crowd that it draws The yearnin? you get

C'mon, can I get a Wu-Tang Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, it's on your brain I get riggy diggy raw when it's time

the stem, ya all taste it Number one on the charts, it's time to erase it Replace it, you was wack from the start, face it DJ, that music just turns

{"It's true, the Shaolin and the Wu-Tang, could be dangerous!"} Uh-huh, Mr. Bigs, Track Masters It's a Wu-Tang official right here you know Yeah, the