Song | Lay Down |
Artist | U-God |
Album | Golden Arms Redemption |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
(verse one:u-god/golden arms) | |
It be the wu-tang, wu-tang | |
I got control drop a load | |
Time to rip shit | |
Time to rock and roll | |
I play the block and stroll | |
Stop and go, cop an old up town choppin | |
Choppin for dough, prophisise | |
Monopolize ingrown, pull back with no remorse | |
The horse power cross bow | |
Soundin dope we off done the boat felt the flow | |
Under my belt plenty live | |
Twenty five in the front row | |
Just felt the glow, they melt wit in oxin | |
Rumble in the bronx | |
Slugs out start buggin out | |
Thugs out, tuck they heats in you fuckin seats | |
Honeys suckin me, sweets | |
Do a 90 in the jeep | |
Red glorious, might stand victorious | |
A hundred storty high in story in | |
Poor men of the street | |
Jammed the game, to the poor again | |
Slanted the wu branded name it's war again | |
It's war again | |
(chorus) | |
"gun cocks back" | |
Lay down | |
"bullets fire" | |
Mothafucka lay down | |
Lay down | |
Spray sounds | |
Spray sounds | |
Spray sounds | |
(verse two: u-god/golden arms) | |
Subject to sing like the slasher slither | |
Better through a guy's status | |
Apparatus tied to your liver | |
Melon in never whither | |
Mount st. helens swellin | |
Refreshin fearsome rebellious sellin death to ya eardrums | |
I'm never tellin, diary, just a firey felon | |
Coughins i'm nailin | |
All your frail men on a scale | |
Your deep space maybe's | |
Inject your offsprings wit the rabies | |
It's gravy train on the remy, dirty glass | |
Sponge kidney bath real pissy | |
Rendevous, wit the fisheys stats | |
Demolition derby, attourney to rap | |
Before the jury | |
A thirty six word remix | |
Firey phoenix turn tables wobble | |
Out the pre-cint shake the ground decent | |
Still waiting for impeachment i'm sea sick | |
(chorus) | |
"gun cocks back" | |
Lay down | |
"bullets fire" | |
Mothafucka lay down | |
Lay down | |
Lay down | |
Lay down | |
Spray sounds | |
Spray sounds | |
(verse three: u-god/golden arms) | |
Edit i, sexual preditah | |
In the burn centah | |
Tempah, pepper salt | |
Hashish master piece | |
Out the vault | |
Twenty seven years of hysteria, bury ya | |
In the gear of north america | |
Placenta crackin it's crisis | |
Kosovo tae-bo flow blow out the fo' | |
World trauma, who got the virus? | |
Pearl harbour casino classic free loader | |
Weed smokin bastards | |
Gambinos on amino acid | |
Bio-hazards | |
Faster the groover the hoover vacume | |
The child spark remover sag em' | |
Passionate wars wit u-god the braska to alaska | |
Pipe line the right by a massacre | |
Thought race your barriers | |
The air craft carriers severe | |
Spill your mascara dear | |
The skin lab | |
Tell your flex everywhere | |
Soon your words, scum dogs of the universe | |
When will you learn | |
You'll get burned | |
(chorus) | |
"gun cock back" | |
Lay down | |
"bullets fire" | |
Mothafucka lay down | |
Lay down | |
Lay down | |
Lay down, spray sounds | |
Spray sounds | |
Lay down | |
Lay down | |
Mothafucka lay down | |
Don't get up lay down | |
Lay down | |
Lay down | |
Tear it down |
verse one: ugod golden arms | |
It be the wutang, wutang | |
I got control drop a load | |
Time to rip shit | |
Time to rock and roll | |
I play the block and stroll | |
Stop and go, cop an old up town choppin | |
Choppin for dough, prophisise | |
Monopolize ingrown, pull back with no remorse | |
The horse power cross bow | |
Soundin dope we off done the boat felt the flow | |
Under my belt plenty live | |
Twenty five in the front row | |
Just felt the glow, they melt wit in oxin | |
Rumble in the bronx | |
Slugs out start buggin out | |
Thugs out, tuck they heats in you fuckin seats | |
Honeys suckin me, sweets | |
Do a 90 in the jeep | |
Red glorious, might stand victorious | |
A hundred storty high in story in | |
Poor men of the street | |
Jammed the game, to the poor again | |
Slanted the wu branded name it' s war again | |
It' s war again | |
chorus | |
" gun cocks back" | |
Lay down | |
" bullets fire" | |
Mothafucka lay down | |
Lay down | |
Spray sounds | |
Spray sounds | |
Spray sounds | |
verse two: ugod golden arms | |
Subject to sing like the slasher slither | |
Better through a guy' s status | |
Apparatus tied to your liver | |
Melon in never whither | |
Mount st. helens swellin | |
Refreshin fearsome rebellious sellin death to ya eardrums | |
I' m never tellin, diary, just a firey felon | |
Coughins i' m nailin | |
All your frail men on a scale | |
Your deep space maybe' s | |
Inject your offsprings wit the rabies | |
It' s gravy train on the remy, dirty glass | |
Sponge kidney bath real pissy | |
Rendevous, wit the fisheys stats | |
Demolition derby, attourney to rap | |
Before the jury | |
A thirty six word remix | |
Firey phoenix turn tables wobble | |
Out the precint shake the ground decent | |
Still waiting for impeachment i' m sea sick | |
chorus | |
" gun cocks back" | |
Lay down | |
" bullets fire" | |
Mothafucka lay down | |
Lay down | |
Lay down | |
Lay down | |
Spray sounds | |
Spray sounds | |
verse three: ugod golden arms | |
Edit i, sexual preditah | |
In the burn centah | |
Tempah, pepper salt | |
Hashish master piece | |
Out the vault | |
Twenty seven years of hysteria, bury ya | |
In the gear of north america | |
Placenta crackin it' s crisis | |
Kosovo taebo flow blow out the fo' | |
World trauma, who got the virus? | |
Pearl harbour casino classic free loader | |
Weed smokin bastards | |
Gambinos on amino acid | |
Biohazards | |
Faster the groover the hoover vacume | |
The child spark remover sag em' | |
Passionate wars wit ugod the braska to alaska | |
Pipe line the right by a massacre | |
Thought race your barriers | |
The air craft carriers severe | |
Spill your mascara dear | |
The skin lab | |
Tell your flex everywhere | |
Soon your words, scum dogs of the universe | |
When will you learn | |
You' ll get burned | |
chorus | |
" gun cock back" | |
Lay down | |
" bullets fire" | |
Mothafucka lay down | |
Lay down | |
Lay down | |
Lay down, spray sounds | |
Spray sounds | |
Lay down | |
Lay down | |
Mothafucka lay down | |
Don' t get up lay down | |
Lay down | |
Lay down | |
Tear it down |
verse one: ugod golden arms | |
It be the wutang, wutang | |
I got control drop a load | |
Time to rip shit | |
Time to rock and roll | |
I play the block and stroll | |
Stop and go, cop an old up town choppin | |
Choppin for dough, prophisise | |
Monopolize ingrown, pull back with no remorse | |
The horse power cross bow | |
Soundin dope we off done the boat felt the flow | |
Under my belt plenty live | |
Twenty five in the front row | |
Just felt the glow, they melt wit in oxin | |
Rumble in the bronx | |
Slugs out start buggin out | |
Thugs out, tuck they heats in you fuckin seats | |
Honeys suckin me, sweets | |
Do a 90 in the jeep | |
Red glorious, might stand victorious | |
A hundred storty high in story in | |
Poor men of the street | |
Jammed the game, to the poor again | |
Slanted the wu branded name it' s war again | |
It' s war again | |
chorus | |
" gun cocks back" | |
Lay down | |
" bullets fire" | |
Mothafucka lay down | |
Lay down | |
Spray sounds | |
Spray sounds | |
Spray sounds | |
verse two: ugod golden arms | |
Subject to sing like the slasher slither | |
Better through a guy' s status | |
Apparatus tied to your liver | |
Melon in never whither | |
Mount st. helens swellin | |
Refreshin fearsome rebellious sellin death to ya eardrums | |
I' m never tellin, diary, just a firey felon | |
Coughins i' m nailin | |
All your frail men on a scale | |
Your deep space maybe' s | |
Inject your offsprings wit the rabies | |
It' s gravy train on the remy, dirty glass | |
Sponge kidney bath real pissy | |
Rendevous, wit the fisheys stats | |
Demolition derby, attourney to rap | |
Before the jury | |
A thirty six word remix | |
Firey phoenix turn tables wobble | |
Out the precint shake the ground decent | |
Still waiting for impeachment i' m sea sick | |
chorus | |
" gun cocks back" | |
Lay down | |
" bullets fire" | |
Mothafucka lay down | |
Lay down | |
Lay down | |
Lay down | |
Spray sounds | |
Spray sounds | |
verse three: ugod golden arms | |
Edit i, sexual preditah | |
In the burn centah | |
Tempah, pepper salt | |
Hashish master piece | |
Out the vault | |
Twenty seven years of hysteria, bury ya | |
In the gear of north america | |
Placenta crackin it' s crisis | |
Kosovo taebo flow blow out the fo' | |
World trauma, who got the virus? | |
Pearl harbour casino classic free loader | |
Weed smokin bastards | |
Gambinos on amino acid | |
Biohazards | |
Faster the groover the hoover vacume | |
The child spark remover sag em' | |
Passionate wars wit ugod the braska to alaska | |
Pipe line the right by a massacre | |
Thought race your barriers | |
The air craft carriers severe | |
Spill your mascara dear | |
The skin lab | |
Tell your flex everywhere | |
Soon your words, scum dogs of the universe | |
When will you learn | |
You' ll get burned | |
chorus | |
" gun cock back" | |
Lay down | |
" bullets fire" | |
Mothafucka lay down | |
Lay down | |
Lay down | |
Lay down, spray sounds | |
Spray sounds | |
Lay down | |
Lay down | |
Mothafucka lay down | |
Don' t get up lay down | |
Lay down | |
Lay down | |
Tear it down |