文本歌词

Rushing elephants Wu Tang Clan
Yo yo yo what up kid
Yo these niggaz is back son
I'm telling you spit that done it ni**a
I seen it like a Zenith man you hear me man
Word up man y'all know what it is
It's on again man for real man
Top Gun what what
Aiyyo we came through thumping like elephants
The new Range is supercharged
I remains intelligent
Back to the formula Lord hard grammar
This is God school make sure the
Lobby ain't jammed up
Excalibur swords T-Rexes Bibles of rhymes
We in the lunchroom w**d and
Veggies for breakfast
Polo campus sicker lances the crisp
Hundred dollar kick niggas
That be showing you hand steps
Back to the dormitory where niggas
Broke my forearm and index finger
Now you write glory
True holding my flag
It's all engraved in my blade
So when I wave it you gon' say Rae mad
Now it's '28 Days Later' now Wu's up
Do something you can't
It's blood in my eye I might get amped
To rip something down
The Billboard holders is back
So when you see me
You gon' say he gets down
From darkness to DNA
I move with my brother
And we resonate energy that shifts in colors
Bringing MCs punishment
Then I'm done with it
The meter leave way on the fast break
I run with it
It was not a hobby but a childhood passion
That had started in the lobby and
Was quickly fashioned
Every line to line bar for bar is clockwork
Hazardous and powerful enough to
Have your block hurt
Check the total amount of MCs inflicted
With torture from moving with work that's restricted
We criticize producers 'til they joints are right
Then acupuncture the track with pinpoints of light
Hitting them from well concealed firing positions
With explosiveness that'll make the deaf listen
Drastic pyroclastic connected with the same old
Down the dangerous slopes of an active volcano
Blitz like the Green Bay Packers
Sack like the linebackers
Hang with niggas like redneck crackers
Strangle cold bottles of Beck's like a vexed German
Duck low behind the car my tech burning
Neck burning from eight karats of sunlight
Absorbed in the grill Big Pun like
Lord of the Wu-Tang sword
Know what that means
Like J R Tolkien it's the 'Lord of the Rings'
This is my man Chef auto like Grand Theft Auto
The 18th letter followed by the mark of Zorro
Plus A not for apple but I pack an apple
Shorty try to buck back and
Knock me off the saddle
Caramel pecan sundae Pregline
Plump breasts was filled with saline
Her big booty cousin nasty Nadine
Get you on the floor
Whore tried to double team
Is he still that nucca
Is he in the hood like that
Is he really strapped
Will he really split yo' sh*t
I thought you said he rap
Pull up in the yard ten sets
He ain't flexing microphone ripping
Heat holding
Who testing Rope a d**e his black Lotus
Can't quote this chat with the sword tongue
Duck when the axe is swinging
Wild Apache drum
Crazy Horse kicking his thoughts
He won't quit
Can't tell 'em nothing he grown
Give the man room
Space was demanded
Beat banging through the speaker
Voice heat seek missile
Guided at the listener
Swing to the gospel
Catch up and wet at the brothel
Unstoppable direction of my flow optional
To the ear depending on the current of air
The crowd's in