โหลดเพลง mp3 Ruckus in B Minor (explicit) - Wu Tang Clan

Ruckus In B Minor (explicit) - Wu Tang Clan
Huh after all these years

What you said was true

The Shaolin and the
Wu-Tang is very dangerous

It's the ODB kid

Once again coming through your area

And I'm going to tell you one time

You gon' love this

I had to get the money
Said it wasn't a choice
Die Hard's on the bars
Ladies lovin' the voice

Morphine flow
Numbing your joints
Bomb a ni**a like he number 81
From Detroit

Zombie life
World War Z
Antidote to your virus your highness
The world on me
Capital G
Cool as the dude from Dos Equis
So deadly
I don't make it rain
I snow heavy
Sick lane
Nic Cage how I ride with fire
Forever with bars
Sort of like a lifer
With the Son of Anarchy
I be Breaking Bad
Walking Dead
Day dreaming of making a band
Dancing With the Stars
Americans Idol me
The Mentalist with the Big Bang Theory
Still number one
Still number one
Still number one one one
Still number one
Still number one
Still number one one one

The most duplicated
Anticipated validated
Urban legends in the books
With the ones who made it
Highly celebrated
Everything was work related
Current top 40 got the
Wu deep in all their business
20 years Killa Bees yeah
We hold the pennant
Monumental stance on the cover
With my co-defendants

Drop her sentence in remembrance

Construct these jewels
So they can live through my descendants

Youngun
I can see your draws
Pull your pants up
Can't even call yourself a man
Until you man up
And if you call yourself
A fan you need to stand up
This ain't a party
It's a jux keep your hands up
And I don't care who runs the city
When the summer come
Your summer's done Wu forever
And we're still number one
Still number one
Still number one one one
Still number one
Still number one
Still number one one one

Picture a ni**a on the strip getting rich
Off the drug sh*t
Putting other niggas on
Teaching em thug sh*t
Then they want stick 'em up
Then they get slugs quick
Hood-type niggas always living that crime life
Jealous-a** grimy niggas seeing the limelight

Slimy old ni**a like f**king your man's wife
Fool shouldn't use the word brother
He man dyke
Yo I spin my web all across New York
Get it out in all types of ice
There's a sport
One chain two chain
Three chain four
Niggas mouth's drop like the leaves in the fall
Tone got that WBC

I take off heavy in air ballons
And land in the Fiji's
That's my bird and that's my word
You faggots keep f**king around
And get curbed

Forms circles like the rings of Saturn

Dust rocks and ice in a particular pattern

Then this fascinating picture
Has emerged from surface

A wonder of the young world
With an urgent purpose
A wild fire engulfing every home
It's history chiseled
And carved in every stone

A workshop where skills are learned

Handcrafted and drafted

Written works the main concern

Urban center provided
With a social structure
And a curious culture full
Of superconductors
Each stain is part of a scene with
Intricate geometric raps
On a larger screen
Spell bounding marvellous
And it's surrounding
Viewpoints remain the same
It's all astounding
A place where the forgotten art is so powerful

A striking image is something
That's so valuable
This one's the blackout
Three-fifty-seven to your mouth
GZA this is called Ruckus In B Minor
Rae all those bad times is behind us
Ghost put that mask on to remind us
Method Man let 'em know
Who's New York's finest
Youngun
I can see your draws
Pull your pants up
Can't even call yourself a man
Until you man up
And if you call yourself
A fan you need to stand up
This ain't a party
It's a jux keep your hands up
And I don't care who runs the city
When the summer come
Your summer's done Wu forever
And we're still number one

Still number one
Still number one one one
Still number one
Still number one
Still number one one one

Still number one
Still number one
Still number one one one
One one

Where you be motherf**ker

My lines is like Peruvian coke
Go ahead and try one
My recipe is A1 remarkable
With my mixture
Rainman mathematician
This city slicker
Finest threads cover my frame
The cloths of royalty
Strive with an army of winners
And no pretenders

One We live free and achieve more
But first we gotta win with no stale mate

The all eye seeing is victorious
Biz to the sound man
Tanks are bulletproof been the truth
Loot the track clear the booth
My thought ready aim shoot
My knowledge one twenty proof
Let's tear the roof off
Let's spray M-A-S-T-A

King I Love-Love club
Pack stadium rock
I hold the mic snug split a slug
Black ninja mask and gloves

Still number one