Song | Show U Love |
Artist | RZA |
Album | Digital Bullet |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Diggs | |
Heheheheheh, hahahahahahah | |
So, anything it takes to fight | |
Hehehehehehehe, hahahahahaha | |
As the snowflakes start to fall | |
Bobby thought to himself, can he possibly survive? | |
Then out of nowhere a stream of energy struck | |
As he boosted, joined energy wit the | |
SunThe Seven is shining, and the kids all felt happy! | |
You are listening to the worlwide | |
Digital Radio | |
ShowWhere we play hiphop uncut, unedited | |
Wit very few commercial interruptions[RZA] | |
Yeah, Bobby, word | |
BOODOODOOD | |
OODOODOOWhy? | |
Where? Where? | |
BOODOODOOD | |
OODOODOOJust | |
Bobby, yo, | |
Digi DigiD | |
OODOODOODO | |
O, yo, yo.. | |
We interupt this program to bring you a special bulletin | |
Bob Digital located inside the hood again | |
Last seen helpin the crack fiend in detox | |
Smackin this cat in his head for snatchin | |
ReeboksCut the dreadlocks, son, | |
I rock the bald | |
CaeserAllow | |
God to slip through the shit more easier | |
Police pulsated that they almost trapped | |
BobbyNear the staircase outside a 240 lobby | |
Where you crab niggas want to go, | |
I've been there | |
But son just disappeared in thin air | |
Carry big guns, without bein parried | |
Yo, Cali niggas say its carried | |
Yo, don't waste your mind on time, don't chase the blind | |
Don't eat swine, don't play with loaded 9's | |
Don't quote weak rhymes | |
If you approached by a brother in need, give him shine | |
Show him light, don't get emotional, son, don't fight | |
Unless it's self-defense, to break the savage backs | |
So he's crew could be convinced | |
That any time you cross the line, we snap spines | |
Split ya melon, down to the rind | |
You be fucked up, yo.. | |
From the way | |
I talk, no tellin what you might hear | |
BOODOODOOD | |
OOThe words of wisdom is like a magnet to the ear[Break -RZA] | |
We've come to + | |
Show U Love+, son, we've come to show you | |
Whether you my bitch, my nigga, or | |
I don't know you | |
Wu-Tang +Show | |
U Love+, so let me show you | |
Whether you my bitch, my nigga, or | |
I don't know you | |
I said, we've come to + | |
Show U Love+, son, so let me show you | |
Whether you my bitch, my nigga, or | |
I don't know you[RZA] | |
Bobby stainless, son, you must be brainless | |
Drill through ya jugalar vein with my cain-is | |
Do love your brother, do show kindness | |
Do speak the truth, deal in refinement | |
Love God, or there'll be iron flyin at you | |
From 4 corners of the | |
Earth, God's eyein at you | |
A wall full of eyes, makin demons in disguise | |
There's naked women, walkin sour lemon | |
Every head, high-pitched bird, fly canary | |
Body's vary, tck-a-chk, wisdom is secondary | |
The most necessary, they daze you | |
And blaze you, faze you out | |
Wu-Tang razor blade may raise you | |
Wafflehead cats, you get sent back to | |
BelgiumDon't have to tell 'em, life taken up, propell 'em1-2-3, | |
Bobby showed up, ya shit blowed up | |
Have ODB in the back with the | |
Mac, son was tote up | |
Quick to snatch ya wiz, we sport | |
Polo lenses | |
Logo organic, herbal fresh, hypoallergenic | |
You get stabbed by the + | |
Shaolin Finger | |
Jab+Then nabbed, hung by ya toe like fresh skin slab[Break - RZA] | |
Whether Arian, | |
Rastafarian, | |
SyrianAfrican, | |
Black, Humanitarian, | |
BolivanWe've come to + | |
Show U Love+, so let me show you | |
Whether you my nigga, my bitch, or | |
I don't know you | |
Wu-Tang will + | |
Show U Love+, so let me show you | |
Whether you my nigga, my bitch, or | |
I don't know you | |
Don't have to come in this shit and make me blow you | |
We've come to + | |
Show U Love+, so let me show you | |
Yo.. so let me show you | |
Wu-Tang Killa | |
Bees, son, what? | |
We told you | |
We've come to + | |
Show U Love+, so let me show you | |
Whether you my nigga, my bitch, or | |
I don't know you | |
Wu-Tang Killa | |
Bees, son, what? | |
Don't make me blow you | |
Come to +Show | |
U Love+, so let me show you[RZA] | |
You might get splat by the black gat | |
Pssh.. Head split.. jigged up by the ice pick! |
zuo ci : Diggs | |
Heheheheheh, hahahahahahah | |
So, anything it takes to fight | |
Hehehehehehehe, hahahahahaha | |
As the snowflakes start to fall | |
Bobby thought to himself, can he possibly survive? | |
Then out of nowhere a stream of energy struck | |
As he boosted, joined energy wit the | |
SunThe Seven is shining, and the kids all felt happy! | |
You are listening to the worlwide | |
Digital Radio | |
ShowWhere we play hiphop uncut, unedited | |
Wit very few commercial interruptions RZA | |
Yeah, Bobby, word | |
BOODOODOOD | |
OODOODOOWhy? | |
Where? Where? | |
BOODOODOOD | |
OODOODOOJust | |
Bobby, yo, | |
Digi DigiD | |
OODOODOODO | |
O, yo, yo.. | |
We interupt this program to bring you a special bulletin | |
Bob Digital located inside the hood again | |
Last seen helpin the crack fiend in detox | |
Smackin this cat in his head for snatchin | |
ReeboksCut the dreadlocks, son, | |
I rock the bald | |
CaeserAllow | |
God to slip through the shit more easier | |
Police pulsated that they almost trapped | |
BobbyNear the staircase outside a 240 lobby | |
Where you crab niggas want to go, | |
I' ve been there | |
But son just disappeared in thin air | |
Carry big guns, without bein parried | |
Yo, Cali niggas say its carried | |
Yo, don' t waste your mind on time, don' t chase the blind | |
Don' t eat swine, don' t play with loaded 9' s | |
Don' t quote weak rhymes | |
If you approached by a brother in need, give him shine | |
Show him light, don' t get emotional, son, don' t fight | |
Unless it' s selfdefense, to break the savage backs | |
So he' s crew could be convinced | |
That any time you cross the line, we snap spines | |
Split ya melon, down to the rind | |
You be fucked up, yo.. | |
From the way | |
I talk, no tellin what you might hear | |
BOODOODOOD | |
OOThe words of wisdom is like a magnet to the ear Break RZA | |
We' ve come to | |
Show U Love, son, we' ve come to show you | |
Whether you my bitch, my nigga, or | |
I don' t know you | |
WuTang Show | |
U Love, so let me show you | |
Whether you my bitch, my nigga, or | |
I don' t know you | |
I said, we' ve come to | |
Show U Love, son, so let me show you | |
Whether you my bitch, my nigga, or | |
I don' t know you RZA | |
Bobby stainless, son, you must be brainless | |
Drill through ya jugalar vein with my cainis | |
Do love your brother, do show kindness | |
Do speak the truth, deal in refinement | |
Love God, or there' ll be iron flyin at you | |
From 4 corners of the | |
Earth, God' s eyein at you | |
A wall full of eyes, makin demons in disguise | |
There' s naked women, walkin sour lemon | |
Every head, highpitched bird, fly canary | |
Body' s vary, tckachk, wisdom is secondary | |
The most necessary, they daze you | |
And blaze you, faze you out | |
WuTang razor blade may raise you | |
Wafflehead cats, you get sent back to | |
BelgiumDon' t have to tell ' em, life taken up, propell ' em123, | |
Bobby showed up, ya shit blowed up | |
Have ODB in the back with the | |
Mac, son was tote up | |
Quick to snatch ya wiz, we sport | |
Polo lenses | |
Logo organic, herbal fresh, hypoallergenic | |
You get stabbed by the | |
Shaolin Finger | |
Jab Then nabbed, hung by ya toe like fresh skin slab Break RZA | |
Whether Arian, | |
Rastafarian, | |
SyrianAfrican, | |
Black, Humanitarian, | |
BolivanWe' ve come to | |
Show U Love, so let me show you | |
Whether you my nigga, my bitch, or | |
I don' t know you | |
WuTang will | |
Show U Love, so let me show you | |
Whether you my nigga, my bitch, or | |
I don' t know you | |
Don' t have to come in this shit and make me blow you | |
We' ve come to | |
Show U Love, so let me show you | |
Yo.. so let me show you | |
WuTang Killa | |
Bees, son, what? | |
We told you | |
We' ve come to | |
Show U Love, so let me show you | |
Whether you my nigga, my bitch, or | |
I don' t know you | |
WuTang Killa | |
Bees, son, what? | |
Don' t make me blow you | |
Come to Show | |
U Love, so let me show you RZA | |
You might get splat by the black gat | |
Pssh.. Head split.. jigged up by the ice pick! |
zuò cí : Diggs | |
Heheheheheh, hahahahahahah | |
So, anything it takes to fight | |
Hehehehehehehe, hahahahahaha | |
As the snowflakes start to fall | |
Bobby thought to himself, can he possibly survive? | |
Then out of nowhere a stream of energy struck | |
As he boosted, joined energy wit the | |
SunThe Seven is shining, and the kids all felt happy! | |
You are listening to the worlwide | |
Digital Radio | |
ShowWhere we play hiphop uncut, unedited | |
Wit very few commercial interruptions RZA | |
Yeah, Bobby, word | |
BOODOODOOD | |
OODOODOOWhy? | |
Where? Where? | |
BOODOODOOD | |
OODOODOOJust | |
Bobby, yo, | |
Digi DigiD | |
OODOODOODO | |
O, yo, yo.. | |
We interupt this program to bring you a special bulletin | |
Bob Digital located inside the hood again | |
Last seen helpin the crack fiend in detox | |
Smackin this cat in his head for snatchin | |
ReeboksCut the dreadlocks, son, | |
I rock the bald | |
CaeserAllow | |
God to slip through the shit more easier | |
Police pulsated that they almost trapped | |
BobbyNear the staircase outside a 240 lobby | |
Where you crab niggas want to go, | |
I' ve been there | |
But son just disappeared in thin air | |
Carry big guns, without bein parried | |
Yo, Cali niggas say its carried | |
Yo, don' t waste your mind on time, don' t chase the blind | |
Don' t eat swine, don' t play with loaded 9' s | |
Don' t quote weak rhymes | |
If you approached by a brother in need, give him shine | |
Show him light, don' t get emotional, son, don' t fight | |
Unless it' s selfdefense, to break the savage backs | |
So he' s crew could be convinced | |
That any time you cross the line, we snap spines | |
Split ya melon, down to the rind | |
You be fucked up, yo.. | |
From the way | |
I talk, no tellin what you might hear | |
BOODOODOOD | |
OOThe words of wisdom is like a magnet to the ear Break RZA | |
We' ve come to | |
Show U Love, son, we' ve come to show you | |
Whether you my bitch, my nigga, or | |
I don' t know you | |
WuTang Show | |
U Love, so let me show you | |
Whether you my bitch, my nigga, or | |
I don' t know you | |
I said, we' ve come to | |
Show U Love, son, so let me show you | |
Whether you my bitch, my nigga, or | |
I don' t know you RZA | |
Bobby stainless, son, you must be brainless | |
Drill through ya jugalar vein with my cainis | |
Do love your brother, do show kindness | |
Do speak the truth, deal in refinement | |
Love God, or there' ll be iron flyin at you | |
From 4 corners of the | |
Earth, God' s eyein at you | |
A wall full of eyes, makin demons in disguise | |
There' s naked women, walkin sour lemon | |
Every head, highpitched bird, fly canary | |
Body' s vary, tckachk, wisdom is secondary | |
The most necessary, they daze you | |
And blaze you, faze you out | |
WuTang razor blade may raise you | |
Wafflehead cats, you get sent back to | |
BelgiumDon' t have to tell ' em, life taken up, propell ' em123, | |
Bobby showed up, ya shit blowed up | |
Have ODB in the back with the | |
Mac, son was tote up | |
Quick to snatch ya wiz, we sport | |
Polo lenses | |
Logo organic, herbal fresh, hypoallergenic | |
You get stabbed by the | |
Shaolin Finger | |
Jab Then nabbed, hung by ya toe like fresh skin slab Break RZA | |
Whether Arian, | |
Rastafarian, | |
SyrianAfrican, | |
Black, Humanitarian, | |
BolivanWe' ve come to | |
Show U Love, so let me show you | |
Whether you my nigga, my bitch, or | |
I don' t know you | |
WuTang will | |
Show U Love, so let me show you | |
Whether you my nigga, my bitch, or | |
I don' t know you | |
Don' t have to come in this shit and make me blow you | |
We' ve come to | |
Show U Love, so let me show you | |
Yo.. so let me show you | |
WuTang Killa | |
Bees, son, what? | |
We told you | |
We' ve come to | |
Show U Love, so let me show you | |
Whether you my nigga, my bitch, or | |
I don' t know you | |
WuTang Killa | |
Bees, son, what? | |
Don' t make me blow you | |
Come to Show | |
U Love, so let me show you RZA | |
You might get splat by the black gat | |
Pssh.. Head split.. jigged up by the ice pick! |