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Artist :Wu-Tang Clan
Album :Wu-Tang Forever (Disc One)
Title :

Older Gods

Verse One: Ghostface Killah

Aiyyo I roll like a bat out of hell
Evil acapell's fly spittin out of my grill
Before I hit the sky with springtime colors
Juicy as a Sunkistcertain broads double dutch this
They carve it in they wristpales berry blazes
Straighten the crumbs left on the stoveclothes in my lady hair
Plus yours the look gold Godthe old tainted bald technique
Got these vestibules designer niggaz in they whips
jumpin out they seatseighteenBronzeman Part II
We like Dorothy Hamill on ice
We in your hood we might circlehats down low in the Range
Switch laneschange my tirepeel out
Real loud on the stage yoI shitted on your hood kid
I shitted on your hoodgot to your burner too late
I'm lookin real gooddraped out
Shinin like a fresh fifty cent pieceyour girlfriendc'mere
Oh shityou my man's niecethe gourmet pocket twenty
bombs made of claySexcapades take place
We fucked in forty-eight shades might walk up in your studio
time slap your engineerit's lighter fluid to that style
Hand me the matches now

Verse Two: Raekwon the Chef

Aiyyo rainbow Roley on the wristnow what's this
Niggaz bless thiseight and a halfBally banana twist
E shakespuffin on lyefeedin the seed's plate
Pullin outold dirty eights to rob gates
Major wake upthe kid telltalesmake a nigga head wake up
Beats breakthe nigga would take off his time
Honolulu statusgladdest
the rich rock cabbage and dollar vans grands
That nigga mad savagestationary Hall of Justice
Niggaz came clumped out
Just came homenow they bunked out
Money be longer than triple life
til the sun burn outthat's my word
Move it with the burner out
Fidel way of thinkinroll with the Mac bent Ac-10
Most of my teamFive Percent check what the live said
Rollin with Guess vests pedestrians yo
holdin my nutsfuckin thousand dollar lesbians

[Ghost] Yothe Older God put me on and had to rock this
[both] Maintain Three-Sixty Lord live prosperous
[Ghost] It only takes a lesson a dayjust to analyze life
[both] one time in the respectable mind
(repeat 2X)

Verse Three: The Genius/GZA

Let the shot sparksoon as his pit bull barks
Tire scars from skid marks leaves from jams in school parks
Witnessforget hisoriginal statement
Even in protection programs there's no escapement
Gunned downwe in townhit king from seven crowns
Spent rounds catch him while he rhyme in the Zebra Lounge
Woundedback in the eighty-three summer heat
Up in three-oh-nine parkrhymin off the drummer's beat
I stalk the city streets demonstratin mic wrecks
All lookin stankI ain't playin wit a full deck
And as they nervously stareI know they scared
They saw the coming of Wuthe neon in Times Square
Household nameassassinkilla bee
Mill to the grainthat posess the Wutrilogy
Quick to spot those that bite camoflouge and blend
Those that got stylesthey got identical twins
Don't stretch the small thingcopycats are finnicky
without skillsthey master the art of mimicry
But I go line for line on the whole page
Your unspotted life on the mic is old age

*rocket firedwhistles off and explodesbreaking glass*


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