Rushing Elephants歌词

作词 : Diggs, Grice, Hunter, Turner ...
Yo, yo, yo, what up kid?
Yo, these *****z is back, son (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm telling you, spit that, done it *****
Yeah... yeah... yeah, yeah,
I seen it like a
Zenith, man
You hear me man?
Word up, man, ya'll know what it is
It's on again, man, for real,
Top Gun, what what [Raekwon]
Aiyo, we came through thumping like elephants
The new Range is super-charged,
I remains intelligent
Back to the formula, lord, hard grammar
This is God school, make sure the lobby ain't jammed up
Excalibur swords,
T-Rexes, bibles of rhymes
We in the lunchroom, ***** and veggies for breakfast
Polo campus, sicker lances, the crisp
Hundred dollar kick *****s, that be showing you hand steps
Back to the dormatory, where *****s
Broke my forearm and index finger, now you write glory
True holding my flag, it's all engraved in my blade
So when I wave it, you gon' say
Rae mad Now it's 28
Days Later, now
Wu's up, do something, you can't
It's blood in my eye,
I might get amped
To rip something down, the billboard holders is back
So when you see me, you gon' say he gets down [GZA]
From darkness to
DNA, I move with my brother
And we resonate, energy that *****fts in colors
Bringing M
C's punishment, then
I'm done with it
The meter leave way on the fast break,
I run with it
It was not a hobby, but a childhood passion
That had started in the lobby and was quicky fa*****oned
Every line to line, bar for bar is clockwork
Hazardous and powerful enough to have your block hurt
Check the total amount of
MC's inflicted
With torture, from moving with work that's restricted
We criticize producers til they joints are right
Then acupuncture the track with pinpoints of light
Hitting them from well conceiled firing positions
With explosiveness that'll make the deaf listen
Drastic, pyroclastic, connected with the same old
Down the dangerous slopes of an active volcano [RZA]
Blitz like the
Green Bay
Packers, sack like the linebackers
Hang with *****s, like redneck crackers
Strangle cold bottles of
Beck's, like a vexed
German Duck low behind the car, my tech burning
Neck burning, from eight karats of sunlight
Absorbed, in the grill,
Big Pun like
Lord of the
Wu-Tang sword, know what that means?
Like J.R.
Tolkien, it's the
Lord of the
Rings This is my man,
Chef, auto, like
Grand Theft
Auto The 18th letter, followed by the mark of
Zorro Plus
A, not for apple, but
I pack an apple
Shorty try to buck back, and knock me off the saddle
Caramel, pecan, sundae,
Pregline Plump breasts, was filled with saline
Her big booty cousin, nasty
Nadine Get you on the floor, whore tried to double team [Masta Killa]
Is he still that nucca?
Is he in the hood like that?
Is he really strapped?
Will he really split yo' *****t?
I thought you said he rap?
Pull up in the yard, ten sets
He ain't flexing, microphone ripping, heat holding
Who testing?
Rope-a-**** his black lotus
Can't quote this, chat with the sword tongue
Duck when the axe is swinging, wild
Apache drum
Crazy Horse kicking his thoughts, he won't quit
Can't tell 'em nothing, he grown, give the man room
Space was demanded, beat banging through the speaker
Voice, heat seek missle, guided at the listener
Swing to the gospel, catch up and wet at the brothel
Unstoppable, direction of my flow, optional
To the ear, depending on the current of air, the crowd's in