Song | Duck Seazon |
Artist | Wu-Tang Clan |
Album | Wu-Tang Forever |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Wu Tang Clan |
[00:01.55] | Scrape y'all motherf**kers |
[00:02.74] | |
[00:03.55] | This is my word when you see us |
[00:06.30] | When you see us flashing and shining |
[00:08.30] | And building and adding on |
[00:10.30] | Y'all niggaz just watch it hear me |
[00:13.68] | Only ones that who we got respect for |
[00:15.67] | Is them niggaz that we say peace to |
[00:18.31] | Hear me pay attention put your shoes on |
[00:22.23] | Yo my team be bellyaching hungry niggaz on the swarm again |
[00:25.24] | Pirahna niggaz bite dick yo Son it's on again |
[00:27.92] | What up he made a move try to assist it |
[00:30.05] | Listen kid yo you was born to be a pawn but I'm a bishop |
[00:33.55] | Back to the novel you Son it's logical |
[00:36.05] | How you figure God what flow on the track flip the obstacle |
[00:38.87] | Now my proposal rips the global |
[00:41.11] | From California to courts it's over God so taste the soul food |
[00:44.61] | Remember baggy jeans the Timberlands in November |
[00:48.17] | Shorty called me Santa in December |
[00:50.17] | But guess what my Wally's got messed up |
[00:52.49] | Autograph pressed up what blessed enough to blow your rest up |
[00:55.93] | We scrape that Land O' Lake that |
[00:57.74] | My dolo rapper get you sent back |
[00:59.49] | Represent the gentlemens who bent that |
[01:01.36] | Flash medallions like Italians la costra nostra |
[01:04.30] | We movin' through your hood like we supposed ta flexin' |
[01:06.92] | Lex and Diamonds hold the settlement |
[01:08.86] | So keep the bust the gun Boo |
[01:10.18] | Like that bad ass bitch in Dead Presidents |
[01:12.30] | Add on the billboard sloan |
[01:14.49] | Check it now you get the gold dick award |
[01:16.68] | It's like jail and it's the sixth floor |
[01:18.42] | Test me floating in the S E now let's see |
[01:20.92] | Half of y'all niggaz built your vine from my stress tree |
[01:23.80] | Faggots homos yo my flavor liver than a dobo |
[01:27.05] | Stay militant kid twist ya like bolo |
[01:29.61] | You f**king idiot playing with my Clan but you be fearin' it |
[01:32.86] | Fake one I'm guaranteed to make you take one |
[01:35.36] | Please y'all niggaz money's gettin' low |
[01:37.36] | But could you come back though |
[01:38.80] | Set up shop and get the fat glow |
[01:40.56] | Tired of y'all mostly inspired by y'all |
[01:42.93] | So what the deal now link up with us or put your shield down |
[01:46.30] | Faggot you f**k around punk |
[01:48.80] | We battle for cream nigga |
[01:50.87] | |
[01:51.42] | You want a pound crab Nah let his hand swing |
[01:54.36] | I ought to punch a hole in his palm with these pointy ass rings |
[01:57.18] | No more said knew your chump ass was dead |
[01:59.80] | When I saw the four four reflecting off your shiny forehead |
[02:02.49] | It's Wu-Tang nigga ain't nuttin' changed nigga |
[02:05.42] | Still shame on a nigga who tried to run game |
[02:08.18] | Your version of perversion f**kin' bitches on Persian rugs |
[02:10.99] | Washin' niggaz like detergent it's the surgeon |
[02:13.30] | Slugs propels from Bobby Steele's 12 gauge |
[02:15.87] | Front page "Daily Chronicle" reads |
[02:16.99] | "Hell up in Gotham take heed and protect yo' seeds" |
[02:19.30] | You fall like autumn leaves you lack tranquility |
[02:22.18] | In your rap utilities to f**k with the abilities |
[02:24.42] | Race like a sperm cell to the ovary |
[02:26.56] | Microphone post tone like a rotary phone |
[02:28.99] | Ancient poems and poetry old sloans |
[02:31.05] | Explosive head bullets black hooded |
[02:33.42] | Timberland footed ninjas who full metal jacket clips |
[02:36.12] | And know how to put it in you |
[02:37.67] | Surrender your goods and your merchandise |
[02:39.31] | For no purchase price I'm certainly a heist |
[02:41.57] | For your ice and curtains and vice |
[02:42.94] | Come quietly Wu-Tang Clan rules society |
[02:45.70] | Because of variety so maintain your high anxiety |
[02:48.38] | And lead them to defy me diary ya Irie |
[02:50.94] | I need 18 points for my next joint this high annointed king |
[02:56.13] | To make a deal I be the one to appoint |
[02:58.38] | Steve Rifkind must have been sniffin' |
[03:00.44] | To catch somethin' so dope it left Monica Lynch pussy drippin' |
[03:03.94] | I f**k hundreds of bitches and split millions of dollars |
[03:06.70] | And built with thousands of scholars |
[03:08.32] | My life saga from the hill to the harbor |
[03:10.82] | Legal kid brown in Nicaragua |
[03:12.50] | Gave birth to MC's thieves and bank robbers |
[03:15.19] | We drove expensive whips and took worldwide trips |
[03:17.94] | And my dick's been sucked by the finest lips |
[03:20.57] | Fancy delicatessens and the world's best refreshment |
[03:23.69] | But none of the above compare to the one-twenty lessons |
[03:26.38] | Or my queen and my seeds in the home that I rest in |
[03:29.19] | Enter my zone get blown to 99 sections |
[03:31.94] | This rhyme has no limitations this time there's no hesitation |
[03:35.94] | Collecting minds at the door you want it niggaz it's yours |
[03:39.07] | The flavors raw what the f**k you think I'm flowing for |
[03:42.13] | It's rhyme and reason bite the bullet |
[03:44.13] | Niggaz is foul and it's duck season |
[03:46.26] | We at odds 'til we even motherf**ker |
[03:47.88] | Bad asses high times lower classes |
[03:51.57] | Taste mine straight shots in dirty glasses |
[03:54.25] | Bring it to him room service under pressure |
[03:57.19] | And mad nervy wavin' guns at the clergy |
[03:59.88] | Ticallion we ain't worried |
[04:01.63] | Keep them sick niggaz seven-thirty |
[04:03.76] | Picture this watch the birdy |
[04:05.44] | These bastards is Ol' and Dirty |
[04:07.25] | With sharp pins that be stabbing you |
[04:09.20] | Pins and needles needles and pins |
[04:11.00] | 'Nuff said dick in your mouth like Tempest Bled' |
[04:13.82] | As I race track with thoroughbreds duckin' the feds |
[04:16.50] | Yo my ice look fly up on the keyboard son |
[04:18.94] | Niggaz ran up on me law praising what we do by the lords |
[04:22.38] | That's right exile the fake hit them niggaz like weight |
[04:25.38] | Feed 'em food let the fake evaporate |
[04:27.25] | Reconstruction that's the whole science on my production |
[04:30.76] | Y'all niggas guess who stuck son left his nuts hungs |
[04:33.57] | Switch finger itch starin at you like a bitch |
[04:36.88] | Maybe y'all niggaz snitched |
[04:38.63] | Youse a loner Adidas shell top while I |
[04:41.25] | Sip a Corona read the Robb Report then bone her |
[04:44.63] | Buy you some jewels here's some food |
[04:46.88] | Not neccessarily mean to be rude boo check out the analoo |
[04:50.19] | We in the mushrooms chased the high neck in the custom |
[04:52.94] | Baggy jeans thick ropes God sliding through customs |
[04:56.01] | Chill y'all niggaz know what time it is |
[04:58.25] | James Bond Beamers behind me on Bacardi Limon |
[05:00.88] | Check out the pitch like Nolan Ryan he caught a slug for lyin' |
[05:04.25] | Yeah you was lyin' where's the cash cryin' |
[05:06.51] | Militia rollin' in position Casa Blanca Cuban Link Christian |
[05:10.82] | Lex retali' back whistlin' fake f**ks |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Wu Tang Clan |
[00:01.55] | Scrape y' all motherf kers |
[00:02.74] | |
[00:03.55] | This is my word when you see us |
[00:06.30] | When you see us flashing and shining |
[00:08.30] | And building and adding on |
[00:10.30] | Y' all niggaz just watch it hear me |
[00:13.68] | Only ones that who we got respect for |
[00:15.67] | Is them niggaz that we say peace to |
[00:18.31] | Hear me pay attention put your shoes on |
[00:22.23] | Yo my team be bellyaching hungry niggaz on the swarm again |
[00:25.24] | Pirahna niggaz bite dick yo Son it' s on again |
[00:27.92] | What up he made a move try to assist it |
[00:30.05] | Listen kid yo you was born to be a pawn but I' m a bishop |
[00:33.55] | Back to the novel you Son it' s logical |
[00:36.05] | How you figure God what flow on the track flip the obstacle |
[00:38.87] | Now my proposal rips the global |
[00:41.11] | From California to courts it' s over God so taste the soul food |
[00:44.61] | Remember baggy jeans the Timberlands in November |
[00:48.17] | Shorty called me Santa in December |
[00:50.17] | But guess what my Wally' s got messed up |
[00:52.49] | Autograph pressed up what blessed enough to blow your rest up |
[00:55.93] | We scrape that Land O' Lake that |
[00:57.74] | My dolo rapper get you sent back |
[00:59.49] | Represent the gentlemens who bent that |
[01:01.36] | Flash medallions like Italians la costra nostra |
[01:04.30] | We movin' through your hood like we supposed ta flexin' |
[01:06.92] | Lex and Diamonds hold the settlement |
[01:08.86] | So keep the bust the gun Boo |
[01:10.18] | Like that bad ass bitch in Dead Presidents |
[01:12.30] | Add on the billboard sloan |
[01:14.49] | Check it now you get the gold dick award |
[01:16.68] | It' s like jail and it' s the sixth floor |
[01:18.42] | Test me floating in the S E now let' s see |
[01:20.92] | Half of y' all niggaz built your vine from my stress tree |
[01:23.80] | Faggots homos yo my flavor liver than a dobo |
[01:27.05] | Stay militant kid twist ya like bolo |
[01:29.61] | You f king idiot playing with my Clan but you be fearin' it |
[01:32.86] | Fake one I' m guaranteed to make you take one |
[01:35.36] | Please y' all niggaz money' s gettin' low |
[01:37.36] | But could you come back though |
[01:38.80] | Set up shop and get the fat glow |
[01:40.56] | Tired of y' all mostly inspired by y' all |
[01:42.93] | So what the deal now link up with us or put your shield down |
[01:46.30] | Faggot you f k around punk |
[01:48.80] | We battle for cream nigga |
[01:50.87] | |
[01:51.42] | You want a pound crab Nah let his hand swing |
[01:54.36] | I ought to punch a hole in his palm with these pointy ass rings |
[01:57.18] | No more said knew your chump ass was dead |
[01:59.80] | When I saw the four four reflecting off your shiny forehead |
[02:02.49] | It' s WuTang nigga ain' t nuttin' changed nigga |
[02:05.42] | Still shame on a nigga who tried to run game |
[02:08.18] | Your version of perversion f kin' bitches on Persian rugs |
[02:10.99] | Washin' niggaz like detergent it' s the surgeon |
[02:13.30] | Slugs propels from Bobby Steele' s 12 gauge |
[02:15.87] | Front page " Daily Chronicle" reads |
[02:16.99] | " Hell up in Gotham take heed and protect yo' seeds" |
[02:19.30] | You fall like autumn leaves you lack tranquility |
[02:22.18] | In your rap utilities to f k with the abilities |
[02:24.42] | Race like a sperm cell to the ovary |
[02:26.56] | Microphone post tone like a rotary phone |
[02:28.99] | Ancient poems and poetry old sloans |
[02:31.05] | Explosive head bullets black hooded |
[02:33.42] | Timberland footed ninjas who full metal jacket clips |
[02:36.12] | And know how to put it in you |
[02:37.67] | Surrender your goods and your merchandise |
[02:39.31] | For no purchase price I' m certainly a heist |
[02:41.57] | For your ice and curtains and vice |
[02:42.94] | Come quietly WuTang Clan rules society |
[02:45.70] | Because of variety so maintain your high anxiety |
[02:48.38] | And lead them to defy me diary ya Irie |
[02:50.94] | I need 18 points for my next joint this high annointed king |
[02:56.13] | To make a deal I be the one to appoint |
[02:58.38] | Steve Rifkind must have been sniffin' |
[03:00.44] | To catch somethin' so dope it left Monica Lynch pussy drippin' |
[03:03.94] | I f k hundreds of bitches and split millions of dollars |
[03:06.70] | And built with thousands of scholars |
[03:08.32] | My life saga from the hill to the harbor |
[03:10.82] | Legal kid brown in Nicaragua |
[03:12.50] | Gave birth to MC' s thieves and bank robbers |
[03:15.19] | We drove expensive whips and took worldwide trips |
[03:17.94] | And my dick' s been sucked by the finest lips |
[03:20.57] | Fancy delicatessens and the world' s best refreshment |
[03:23.69] | But none of the above compare to the onetwenty lessons |
[03:26.38] | Or my queen and my seeds in the home that I rest in |
[03:29.19] | Enter my zone get blown to 99 sections |
[03:31.94] | This rhyme has no limitations this time there' s no hesitation |
[03:35.94] | Collecting minds at the door you want it niggaz it' s yours |
[03:39.07] | The flavors raw what the f k you think I' m flowing for |
[03:42.13] | It' s rhyme and reason bite the bullet |
[03:44.13] | Niggaz is foul and it' s duck season |
[03:46.26] | We at odds ' til we even motherf ker |
[03:47.88] | Bad asses high times lower classes |
[03:51.57] | Taste mine straight shots in dirty glasses |
[03:54.25] | Bring it to him room service under pressure |
[03:57.19] | And mad nervy wavin' guns at the clergy |
[03:59.88] | Ticallion we ain' t worried |
[04:01.63] | Keep them sick niggaz seventhirty |
[04:03.76] | Picture this watch the birdy |
[04:05.44] | These bastards is Ol' and Dirty |
[04:07.25] | With sharp pins that be stabbing you |
[04:09.20] | Pins and needles needles and pins |
[04:11.00] | ' Nuff said dick in your mouth like Tempest Bled' |
[04:13.82] | As I race track with thoroughbreds duckin' the feds |
[04:16.50] | Yo my ice look fly up on the keyboard son |
[04:18.94] | Niggaz ran up on me law praising what we do by the lords |
[04:22.38] | That' s right exile the fake hit them niggaz like weight |
[04:25.38] | Feed ' em food let the fake evaporate |
[04:27.25] | Reconstruction that' s the whole science on my production |
[04:30.76] | Y' all niggas guess who stuck son left his nuts hungs |
[04:33.57] | Switch finger itch starin at you like a bitch |
[04:36.88] | Maybe y' all niggaz snitched |
[04:38.63] | Youse a loner Adidas shell top while I |
[04:41.25] | Sip a Corona read the Robb Report then bone her |
[04:44.63] | Buy you some jewels here' s some food |
[04:46.88] | Not neccessarily mean to be rude boo check out the analoo |
[04:50.19] | We in the mushrooms chased the high neck in the custom |
[04:52.94] | Baggy jeans thick ropes God sliding through customs |
[04:56.01] | Chill y' all niggaz know what time it is |
[04:58.25] | James Bond Beamers behind me on Bacardi Limon |
[05:00.88] | Check out the pitch like Nolan Ryan he caught a slug for lyin' |
[05:04.25] | Yeah you was lyin' where' s the cash cryin' |
[05:06.51] | Militia rollin' in position Casa Blanca Cuban Link Christian |
[05:10.82] | Lex retali' back whistlin' fake f ks |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Wu Tang Clan |
[00:01.55] | Scrape y' all motherf kers |
[00:02.74] | |
[00:03.55] | This is my word when you see us |
[00:06.30] | When you see us flashing and shining |
[00:08.30] | And building and adding on |
[00:10.30] | Y' all niggaz just watch it hear me |
[00:13.68] | Only ones that who we got respect for |
[00:15.67] | Is them niggaz that we say peace to |
[00:18.31] | Hear me pay attention put your shoes on |
[00:22.23] | Yo my team be bellyaching hungry niggaz on the swarm again |
[00:25.24] | Pirahna niggaz bite dick yo Son it' s on again |
[00:27.92] | What up he made a move try to assist it |
[00:30.05] | Listen kid yo you was born to be a pawn but I' m a bishop |
[00:33.55] | Back to the novel you Son it' s logical |
[00:36.05] | How you figure God what flow on the track flip the obstacle |
[00:38.87] | Now my proposal rips the global |
[00:41.11] | From California to courts it' s over God so taste the soul food |
[00:44.61] | Remember baggy jeans the Timberlands in November |
[00:48.17] | Shorty called me Santa in December |
[00:50.17] | But guess what my Wally' s got messed up |
[00:52.49] | Autograph pressed up what blessed enough to blow your rest up |
[00:55.93] | We scrape that Land O' Lake that |
[00:57.74] | My dolo rapper get you sent back |
[00:59.49] | Represent the gentlemens who bent that |
[01:01.36] | Flash medallions like Italians la costra nostra |
[01:04.30] | We movin' through your hood like we supposed ta flexin' |
[01:06.92] | Lex and Diamonds hold the settlement |
[01:08.86] | So keep the bust the gun Boo |
[01:10.18] | Like that bad ass bitch in Dead Presidents |
[01:12.30] | Add on the billboard sloan |
[01:14.49] | Check it now you get the gold dick award |
[01:16.68] | It' s like jail and it' s the sixth floor |
[01:18.42] | Test me floating in the S E now let' s see |
[01:20.92] | Half of y' all niggaz built your vine from my stress tree |
[01:23.80] | Faggots homos yo my flavor liver than a dobo |
[01:27.05] | Stay militant kid twist ya like bolo |
[01:29.61] | You f king idiot playing with my Clan but you be fearin' it |
[01:32.86] | Fake one I' m guaranteed to make you take one |
[01:35.36] | Please y' all niggaz money' s gettin' low |
[01:37.36] | But could you come back though |
[01:38.80] | Set up shop and get the fat glow |
[01:40.56] | Tired of y' all mostly inspired by y' all |
[01:42.93] | So what the deal now link up with us or put your shield down |
[01:46.30] | Faggot you f k around punk |
[01:48.80] | We battle for cream nigga |
[01:50.87] | |
[01:51.42] | You want a pound crab Nah let his hand swing |
[01:54.36] | I ought to punch a hole in his palm with these pointy ass rings |
[01:57.18] | No more said knew your chump ass was dead |
[01:59.80] | When I saw the four four reflecting off your shiny forehead |
[02:02.49] | It' s WuTang nigga ain' t nuttin' changed nigga |
[02:05.42] | Still shame on a nigga who tried to run game |
[02:08.18] | Your version of perversion f kin' bitches on Persian rugs |
[02:10.99] | Washin' niggaz like detergent it' s the surgeon |
[02:13.30] | Slugs propels from Bobby Steele' s 12 gauge |
[02:15.87] | Front page " Daily Chronicle" reads |
[02:16.99] | " Hell up in Gotham take heed and protect yo' seeds" |
[02:19.30] | You fall like autumn leaves you lack tranquility |
[02:22.18] | In your rap utilities to f k with the abilities |
[02:24.42] | Race like a sperm cell to the ovary |
[02:26.56] | Microphone post tone like a rotary phone |
[02:28.99] | Ancient poems and poetry old sloans |
[02:31.05] | Explosive head bullets black hooded |
[02:33.42] | Timberland footed ninjas who full metal jacket clips |
[02:36.12] | And know how to put it in you |
[02:37.67] | Surrender your goods and your merchandise |
[02:39.31] | For no purchase price I' m certainly a heist |
[02:41.57] | For your ice and curtains and vice |
[02:42.94] | Come quietly WuTang Clan rules society |
[02:45.70] | Because of variety so maintain your high anxiety |
[02:48.38] | And lead them to defy me diary ya Irie |
[02:50.94] | I need 18 points for my next joint this high annointed king |
[02:56.13] | To make a deal I be the one to appoint |
[02:58.38] | Steve Rifkind must have been sniffin' |
[03:00.44] | To catch somethin' so dope it left Monica Lynch pussy drippin' |
[03:03.94] | I f k hundreds of bitches and split millions of dollars |
[03:06.70] | And built with thousands of scholars |
[03:08.32] | My life saga from the hill to the harbor |
[03:10.82] | Legal kid brown in Nicaragua |
[03:12.50] | Gave birth to MC' s thieves and bank robbers |
[03:15.19] | We drove expensive whips and took worldwide trips |
[03:17.94] | And my dick' s been sucked by the finest lips |
[03:20.57] | Fancy delicatessens and the world' s best refreshment |
[03:23.69] | But none of the above compare to the onetwenty lessons |
[03:26.38] | Or my queen and my seeds in the home that I rest in |
[03:29.19] | Enter my zone get blown to 99 sections |
[03:31.94] | This rhyme has no limitations this time there' s no hesitation |
[03:35.94] | Collecting minds at the door you want it niggaz it' s yours |
[03:39.07] | The flavors raw what the f k you think I' m flowing for |
[03:42.13] | It' s rhyme and reason bite the bullet |
[03:44.13] | Niggaz is foul and it' s duck season |
[03:46.26] | We at odds ' til we even motherf ker |
[03:47.88] | Bad asses high times lower classes |
[03:51.57] | Taste mine straight shots in dirty glasses |
[03:54.25] | Bring it to him room service under pressure |
[03:57.19] | And mad nervy wavin' guns at the clergy |
[03:59.88] | Ticallion we ain' t worried |
[04:01.63] | Keep them sick niggaz seventhirty |
[04:03.76] | Picture this watch the birdy |
[04:05.44] | These bastards is Ol' and Dirty |
[04:07.25] | With sharp pins that be stabbing you |
[04:09.20] | Pins and needles needles and pins |
[04:11.00] | ' Nuff said dick in your mouth like Tempest Bled' |
[04:13.82] | As I race track with thoroughbreds duckin' the feds |
[04:16.50] | Yo my ice look fly up on the keyboard son |
[04:18.94] | Niggaz ran up on me law praising what we do by the lords |
[04:22.38] | That' s right exile the fake hit them niggaz like weight |
[04:25.38] | Feed ' em food let the fake evaporate |
[04:27.25] | Reconstruction that' s the whole science on my production |
[04:30.76] | Y' all niggas guess who stuck son left his nuts hungs |
[04:33.57] | Switch finger itch starin at you like a bitch |
[04:36.88] | Maybe y' all niggaz snitched |
[04:38.63] | Youse a loner Adidas shell top while I |
[04:41.25] | Sip a Corona read the Robb Report then bone her |
[04:44.63] | Buy you some jewels here' s some food |
[04:46.88] | Not neccessarily mean to be rude boo check out the analoo |
[04:50.19] | We in the mushrooms chased the high neck in the custom |
[04:52.94] | Baggy jeans thick ropes God sliding through customs |
[04:56.01] | Chill y' all niggaz know what time it is |
[04:58.25] | James Bond Beamers behind me on Bacardi Limon |
[05:00.88] | Check out the pitch like Nolan Ryan he caught a slug for lyin' |
[05:04.25] | Yeah you was lyin' where' s the cash cryin' |
[05:06.51] | Militia rollin' in position Casa Blanca Cuban Link Christian |
[05:10.82] | Lex retali' back whistlin' fake f ks |