[00:00.00] 作词 : Wu Tang Clan
[00:01.55]Scrape y'all motherf**kers
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[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
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[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