Fast Shadow Lyrics
| Song | Fast Shadow |
| Artist | RZA |
| Album | Ghost Dog: The Way of the Samurai |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Wu Tang Clan | |
| I'm sayin, you-could-you could just come over top of that shit... | |
| Did I hear it? | |
| Nigga and bang your head, | |
| PUNK!! [Ol' Dirty Bastard] *in background repeating* | |
| SUCK A DIC | |
| K!!! 6x SU | |
| CK MY DICK!!! [Method Man] | |
| And it don't, it don't, it don't, it don't, it don't, it don't | |
| It don't, it don't, it don't, it don't stop! | |
| It all starts wit the pad and pen, shall we begin | |
| To burn bush in this rap session, once again | |
| On the run be the | |
| Black Stallion | |
| Now you fuckin wit | |
| Ticallion, hmmm | |
| Iron Lung, boy me can done, army of one, blaze yo' bun | |
| I'ma get you none, accept challenge | |
| AHH! Run a mile wit a racist, they iced it, | |
| I aced it | |
| Placed it, right up in their face till they faced it | |
| Hard to the dome like a chrome microphone | |
| I'm ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-bad to the bone to the bone | |
| Danger zone, that's my life and my song | |
| Keep it movin, hop along little doggies! [Ol' Dirty Bastard] | |
| Uh uh uh, | |
| FUCK YOU!!! | |
| Drive The | |
| Mack Cadillac | |
| Dark shade the window all sunny and black | |
| Pitch antenna back of the car | |
| Inside is a | |
| TV, even a bar | |
| Bulletproof down, safe and sound | |
| Chauffeur in the | |
| FRONT just to drive the | |
| Lexus all around | |
| Give ya, give ya, give ya body a ride, nice and warm inside | |
| Come to the | |
| Dirt Dog as the tummy rise * | |
| Laughs* Enter [RZA] | |
| Yo yo my Wu- | |
| Tang cliff'll make your atom split | |
| The power of my brain, you can't fathom it | |
| Whoever go against the will of the grain will get slain | |
| Don't EVER say thy | |
| God name in vain | |
| My third eye electronic dragonfly spiral observe | |
| Can record your words | |
| And your lies and approach you | |
| And have my | |
| Dogs come and | |
| Ghost you | |
| When it comes to the bread son, the heat will toast you [U-God] | |
| Music makes me lose control | |
| This is not just rock and roll | |
| Hip hop digs right to the soul | |
| Music makes me lose control | |
| Wu-Tang, now we on a roll | |
| On a rise, now here we go | |
| Guaranteed to flip the show | |
| RZA beats is outta control | |
| Outta control, outta control, outta control | |
| Outta control, now here we go [Masta Killa] | |
| Yo who got that nigga gassed like he can't get skimasked | |
| Abducted from his doorstep | |
| Dufflebag his head for the price of nothin | |
| He's a glutton | |
| What I'm manifestin each day is a lesson | |
| Ya'll faggots, came to the | |
| School of the 36 | |
| Chambers Copied on papers of scholars that earn dollars | |
| We trendsetters in | |
| Wu leathers, trendsetters in | |
| Wu leathers, whatever | |
| Chorus [U-God] 2x | |
| Music makes me lose control | |
| This is not just rock and roll | |
| Hip hop digs right to the soul | |
| Music makes me lose control | |
| Wu-Tang, now we on a roll | |
| On a rise, now here we go * | |
| Skip next line on the second time of chorus* | |
| Music makes me lose control (2x) | |
| Guaranteed to rip the show | |
| RZA beats is outta control | |
| Outta control, outta control, outta control | |
| Now here we go |
| zuo ci : Wu Tang Clan | |
| I' m sayin, youcouldyou could just come over top of that shit... | |
| Did I hear it? | |
| Nigga and bang your head, | |
| PUNK!! Ol' Dirty Bastard in background repeating | |
| SUCK A DIC | |
| K!!! 6x SU | |
| CK MY DICK!!! Method Man | |
| And it don' t, it don' t, it don' t, it don' t, it don' t, it don' t | |
| It don' t, it don' t, it don' t, it don' t stop! | |
| It all starts wit the pad and pen, shall we begin | |
| To burn bush in this rap session, once again | |
| On the run be the | |
| Black Stallion | |
| Now you fuckin wit | |
| Ticallion, hmmm | |
| Iron Lung, boy me can done, army of one, blaze yo' bun | |
| I' ma get you none, accept challenge | |
| AHH! Run a mile wit a racist, they iced it, | |
| I aced it | |
| Placed it, right up in their face till they faced it | |
| Hard to the dome like a chrome microphone | |
| I' m babababababad to the bone to the bone | |
| Danger zone, that' s my life and my song | |
| Keep it movin, hop along little doggies! Ol' Dirty Bastard | |
| Uh uh uh, | |
| FUCK YOU!!! | |
| Drive The | |
| Mack Cadillac | |
| Dark shade the window all sunny and black | |
| Pitch antenna back of the car | |
| Inside is a | |
| TV, even a bar | |
| Bulletproof down, safe and sound | |
| Chauffeur in the | |
| FRONT just to drive the | |
| Lexus all around | |
| Give ya, give ya, give ya body a ride, nice and warm inside | |
| Come to the | |
| Dirt Dog as the tummy rise | |
| Laughs Enter RZA | |
| Yo yo my Wu | |
| Tang cliff' ll make your atom split | |
| The power of my brain, you can' t fathom it | |
| Whoever go against the will of the grain will get slain | |
| Don' t EVER say thy | |
| God name in vain | |
| My third eye electronic dragonfly spiral observe | |
| Can record your words | |
| And your lies and approach you | |
| And have my | |
| Dogs come and | |
| Ghost you | |
| When it comes to the bread son, the heat will toast you UGod | |
| Music makes me lose control | |
| This is not just rock and roll | |
| Hip hop digs right to the soul | |
| Music makes me lose control | |
| WuTang, now we on a roll | |
| On a rise, now here we go | |
| Guaranteed to flip the show | |
| RZA beats is outta control | |
| Outta control, outta control, outta control | |
| Outta control, now here we go Masta Killa | |
| Yo who got that nigga gassed like he can' t get skimasked | |
| Abducted from his doorstep | |
| Dufflebag his head for the price of nothin | |
| He' s a glutton | |
| What I' m manifestin each day is a lesson | |
| Ya' ll faggots, came to the | |
| School of the 36 | |
| Chambers Copied on papers of scholars that earn dollars | |
| We trendsetters in | |
| Wu leathers, trendsetters in | |
| Wu leathers, whatever | |
| Chorus UGod 2x | |
| Music makes me lose control | |
| This is not just rock and roll | |
| Hip hop digs right to the soul | |
| Music makes me lose control | |
| WuTang, now we on a roll | |
| On a rise, now here we go | |
| Skip next line on the second time of chorus | |
| Music makes me lose control 2x | |
| Guaranteed to rip the show | |
| RZA beats is outta control | |
| Outta control, outta control, outta control | |
| Now here we go |
| zuò cí : Wu Tang Clan | |
| I' m sayin, youcouldyou could just come over top of that shit... | |
| Did I hear it? | |
| Nigga and bang your head, | |
| PUNK!! Ol' Dirty Bastard in background repeating | |
| SUCK A DIC | |
| K!!! 6x SU | |
| CK MY DICK!!! Method Man | |
| And it don' t, it don' t, it don' t, it don' t, it don' t, it don' t | |
| It don' t, it don' t, it don' t, it don' t stop! | |
| It all starts wit the pad and pen, shall we begin | |
| To burn bush in this rap session, once again | |
| On the run be the | |
| Black Stallion | |
| Now you fuckin wit | |
| Ticallion, hmmm | |
| Iron Lung, boy me can done, army of one, blaze yo' bun | |
| I' ma get you none, accept challenge | |
| AHH! Run a mile wit a racist, they iced it, | |
| I aced it | |
| Placed it, right up in their face till they faced it | |
| Hard to the dome like a chrome microphone | |
| I' m babababababad to the bone to the bone | |
| Danger zone, that' s my life and my song | |
| Keep it movin, hop along little doggies! Ol' Dirty Bastard | |
| Uh uh uh, | |
| FUCK YOU!!! | |
| Drive The | |
| Mack Cadillac | |
| Dark shade the window all sunny and black | |
| Pitch antenna back of the car | |
| Inside is a | |
| TV, even a bar | |
| Bulletproof down, safe and sound | |
| Chauffeur in the | |
| FRONT just to drive the | |
| Lexus all around | |
| Give ya, give ya, give ya body a ride, nice and warm inside | |
| Come to the | |
| Dirt Dog as the tummy rise | |
| Laughs Enter RZA | |
| Yo yo my Wu | |
| Tang cliff' ll make your atom split | |
| The power of my brain, you can' t fathom it | |
| Whoever go against the will of the grain will get slain | |
| Don' t EVER say thy | |
| God name in vain | |
| My third eye electronic dragonfly spiral observe | |
| Can record your words | |
| And your lies and approach you | |
| And have my | |
| Dogs come and | |
| Ghost you | |
| When it comes to the bread son, the heat will toast you UGod | |
| Music makes me lose control | |
| This is not just rock and roll | |
| Hip hop digs right to the soul | |
| Music makes me lose control | |
| WuTang, now we on a roll | |
| On a rise, now here we go | |
| Guaranteed to flip the show | |
| RZA beats is outta control | |
| Outta control, outta control, outta control | |
| Outta control, now here we go Masta Killa | |
| Yo who got that nigga gassed like he can' t get skimasked | |
| Abducted from his doorstep | |
| Dufflebag his head for the price of nothin | |
| He' s a glutton | |
| What I' m manifestin each day is a lesson | |
| Ya' ll faggots, came to the | |
| School of the 36 | |
| Chambers Copied on papers of scholars that earn dollars | |
| We trendsetters in | |
| Wu leathers, trendsetters in | |
| Wu leathers, whatever | |
| Chorus UGod 2x | |
| Music makes me lose control | |
| This is not just rock and roll | |
| Hip hop digs right to the soul | |
| Music makes me lose control | |
| WuTang, now we on a roll | |
| On a rise, now here we go | |
| Skip next line on the second time of chorus | |
| Music makes me lose control 2x | |
| Guaranteed to rip the show | |
| RZA beats is outta control | |
| Outta control, outta control, outta control | |
| Now here we go |
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