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Wu Tang Clan - Wu Tang Forever - The M.G.M.

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02:40,

2009-02-09 10:46:33

Description: Wu Tang Clan - Wu Tang Forever - The M.G.M. legends

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Wu-Tang Clan-Wu-Revolution

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06:47,

2008-04-21 17:20:28

Description: Wu-Tang Clan "Wu-Revolution" 1997 Wu-Tang Forever [Lyrics] These things just took over me Just took over my whole body So I can't even see no more I'm calling my (More) Wu-Tang Clan "Wu-Revolution" 1997 Wu-Tang Forever [Lyrics] These things just took over me Just took over my whole body So I can't even see no more I'm calling my black woman a bitch I'm calling my peoples all kinds of thing that they not I'm lost brother, can you help me Can you help me brother, please You see what we did, we lost the love I'm talking 'bout the love The love of your own But brother, but brother, but brother, check this out I still don't understand man, I'm all high off this shit man Well, what I'm trying to say my brother Why, why do we kill each other Look at our children, what kind of a future This is the training thats gonna be given to you By the Wu, brothers and sisters The revolution, the revolution It's time to rise, and take our place Will be televised, televised So we can inherit the universe The planet earth belongs to God This is ninety, ninety, ninety-seven Every square inch of it That he chose for himself Is the best part Yeah, the revolution should be, televised) By every strong woman To the highest power You'll find a strong man And by every strong man You'll find a strong woman Wont you agree The universe is not completed Without the sun, moon, and stars Wont you be for real Thats man, woman, and child To the highest power To all you fake ass niggas who Think you gonna survive out here Without your black woman, you're wrong They have attraction powers on the planet I wanna be free We are original man, the Asiatic black man The maker, the arthur, the cream of the planet earth Wanna be free, yeah Father of civilization and daughter of the universe Want to be free, oh yeah The population was seventeen men With the two man indians Making a total of nineteen men for all Being, for all men, all over the planet earth Magneta, magneta, magneta, Wu revolution king yeah Arise you gods, cause the time for the revolutional war Thats the mental war Malcolm X, Malcolm X, Malcolm X Thats the battle between god and devil Gonna be free Take the devil off your plane Take him off your mental mentality Take him off your brain Make a change, from my mind Leave all the ciggarettes and guns The alcohol and everything Thats the mental devil that exists within your body Take this pain Thats destroying and decaying your mind Take these chains, off my mind The mind controls the body Everything within must come out Want to be free Don't look towards the sky Cause there's no heaven above Don't look down beneath your feet There's no hell below Want to be free But heaven and hell exist within Heaven is what you make it and Hell is what you're going through There is only one, god There is a whole new one, faith There is a holy one World, revolution yeah At one time it was told to me Yeah That man came from monkeys, ha ha ha That we was swinging from trees I hardly can believe that unless I'm dumb deaf and blind Save the children You ever heard about the ape man Gonna be free And the ape woman Hey, want to be free You have a mankind That has a beginning to him And its ending is about to come Oooh, yeah If you take one step I will take one with you Through the stormy vein Swim the deepest sea, with you my brother I know, you got to be strong Gotta hold on Now the story is about to close It was a hundred percent of us Save the children That came on the slave ships Eighty five percent of our future They're our future Was uncivilized Poison animal eaters They're slaves of the mental powers Save the children They don't know who the true living god is And all the orchards in the world Save the children So they worship what they know not And let evil lead them in the wrong direction Far fewer men than right Now you got the ten percent Who are rich slave niggas of the poor Who teach the poor lies To make the people believe That the old mighty true living god Is a spook in the sky Save the children And you can't see him with the physical eyes They're also known as blood suckers of the poor Save the children And then you got the five percent Who are the poor rightous people who do not believe The teachers of the ten percent Save the children Who is all wise and know that the true And living god, and teach that the true And living god is supreme being black Man from within Otherwise known as civilized people Also Muslims, and Muslims sons Peace we out [Cut to Kung-Fu clip] I have given it much thought It seems, disaster must come At best, only postponed Shaolin Kung-Fu to survive Must now be taught to more young men We must expand, get more pupils So that the knowledge will spreads (Less)

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Wu-Tang Clan-The Closing

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02:40,

2009-12-19 17:04:11

Description: Song: The Closing Album: Wu-Tang Forever Artist: Wu-Tang Clan Year: 1997 Not really a song, but it's final part to this album. (More)

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Wu-Tang Clan - i cant go to sleep

97,

03:31,

2008-04-18 11:08:12

Description: Ce collectif mérite une bio à sa hauteur: À l'origine du groupe sont RZA, GZA et Ol' Dirty Bastard, trois cousins issus de Staten Island, l'un des cinq (More) Ce collectif mérite une bio à sa hauteur: À l'origine du groupe sont RZA, GZA et Ol' Dirty Bastard, trois cousins issus de Staten Island, l'un des cinq districts de New York. Passionnés par la musique soul de leurs parents et par la culture hip hop omniprésente dans le ghetto de New York, ils créent ensemble une première ébauche de groupe, All in Together Now, qui ne connaitra aucune suite. C'est à cette époque qu'ils s'inventent leur premiers alter-ego. RZA est le « Scientifique », GZA le « Génie » et Ol' Dirty Bastard le « Spécialiste ». De son côté, RZA s'autoproduit sur un single au ton léger qui ne marchera pas en 1991 sur le label Tommy Boy : Ooh, We Love You Rakeem. Pour sa part, GZA est le seul membre du groupe a avoir réalisé un album avant l'avènement du Clan. En 1991, Words from the Genius, signé chez Cold Chilin' et précédé par le single Come Do Me, reste cantonné au milieu underground new-yorkais et ne parvient pas à décoller. Ces deux échecs vont forger la détermination de RZA qui se sent lésé par des labels qu'il juge incompétents. Peu à peu, la nébuleuse de membres va s'élargir avec l'arrivée de Raekwon, Ghostface Killah, Inspectah Deck, Method Man, U-God et Masta Killa qui signent ensemble un pacte afin de former une communauté artistique et financière. Le Wu-Tang Clan n'est pas qu'un collectif, il devient sa propre industrie. Certains membres sont originaires du Bronx bien que le QG de la formation reste Staten Island, quartier encore en retard à l'époque en matière de hip-hop. Depuis, le quartier, qu'ils renomment Shaolin, est devenu indissociable du nom de Wu-Tang. Les neuf rappeurs se font rapidement connaître avec l'arrivée d'un premier maxi autoproduit en septembre 1992, Protect ya Neck (que l'on peut traduire par Protège ton Cou), qui devient rapidement un succès underground avec des passages en radio sur Hot97, une station populaire de New York. En 1993, repéré par de nombreuses maisons de disque, le groupe, dont c'est l'une décision les plus paradoxale, se réunit finalement autour de la table du président du label Loud Records...implanté sur la cote ouest et obtient un premier contrat pour un disque. Grâce aux négociations habiles de RZA; chaque rappeur conserve la liberté de sortir de futurs projets solo chez d'autres maisons de disque. C'est ainsi que le Wu-Tang Clan sort son premier album, Enter the Wu-Tang (36th Chambers), en novembre de la même année. Cet opus change la donne du hip-hop en remettant le rap East Coast au goût du jour. RZA aux commandes délivre un son novateur à travers de magnifiques samples de soul des seventies; mêlant ambiances glauques et dialogues de film de kung fu, le tout servi par des beats minimalistes et des flows rageurs... L'album se divise en deux approches; Shaolin et Wu-Tang Sword, symbolisant ainsi le combat comme une forme de discipline qu'ils ont appliqués à leur rap. Bien qu'il n'ait débuté qu'à la 41ème place des charts en novembre 1993, l'album devient rapidement un incontournable du genre, reçoit 2 awards, dont celui de meilleur groupe de rap, puis devient peu de temps après disque de platine. Le titre C.R.E.A.M. (Cash Rules Everything Around Me) est l'un des titres-phare de l'album. À la même époque, RZA se consacre également à un projet en parallèle; Gravediggaz; en compagnie de Prince Paul (le producteur des débuts de De La Soul), Frukwan (ex-Stetsasonic) et Poetic. Le premier album, 6 Feet Deep, se présente comme du rap hardcore ou plutôt horrorcore comme ils le définissent eux-même, mêlant ambiance de film d'horreur et humour noir. RZA confirme une fois encore ses talents de producteur mais aussi de rappeur. La période suivant cette première heure de gloire marque l'ère des projets solo. Comme convenue dans leur contrat, chaque membre, mis à part Inspectah Deck, U-God et Masta Killa, réalisent leurs premiers albums exclusivements produits par RZA. Le premier à connaître la gloire avec son Tical est Method Man chez Def Jam qui deviendra disque de platine. Peu après, sur le label Elektra, Return to the 36 Chambers : the Dirty Version du trublion Ol' Dirty Bastard où celui-ci dévoile un peu plus son personnage de crevard qu'il endosse à merveille. Only Built 4 Cuban Linx... de Raekwon sorti en 1995 chez Loud dresse à sa manière la vie impitoyable menée dans les bas-fonds de New York. Liquid Swords de GZA paru sur le label Geffen délivre une ambiance unique, à la fois sombre et nostalgique. Quant à l'album de Ghostface Killah, Ironman, sorti en dernier, devient un franc succès commercial, notamment avec son duo en compagnie de Mary J. Blige sur All that I Got is You. Il est le premier album du groupe à sortir sur Razor Sharp, le label monté par RZA. Au début de l'année 1997, ils rencontrent les français d'IAM pour un titre: La Saga en compagnie de Sunz Of Man. Ils se retrouvent entre guerriers Shaolin comme ils s'appellent entre eux. En juin 1997 sort le second album du groupe au grand complet, Wu-Tang Forever. Le succès est immédiat: l'album se hisse directement à la première place des charts et 600.000 copies sont écoulées dès la première semaine. Toujours réalisé de main de maître par RZA malgré l'apparition d'autres producteurs sur quelques morceaux (4th Disciple : producteur de Killarmy et True Master), cet album est au demeurant moins expérimental que son prédécesseur mais tout aussi envoûtant. C'est véritablement à partir de cet album que le groupe se fait connaître du grand public avec des titres comme Reunited ou As high as Wu-Tang Get. L'apparition des violons sur les boucles de certains titres reste LA griffe de l'album. À noter qu'un nouveau membre; Cappadonna; fait officiellement son apparition au sein du groupe. La période suivante voit l'arrivée de la seconde vague d'albums solo et les premiers opus de Cappadonna en 1998 avec The Pillage et d'Inspectah Deck, Uncontrolled Substance en 1999, qui se révèlent tous deux d'excellente facture. Peu après, U-God s'essaye également au solo avec un Golden Arms Redemption bien moins mémorable. Quant aux vétérans Method Man, GZA, Ol' Dirty Bastard, Raekwon et Ghostface Killah, ils sortent successivement leur deuxième album ... À l'insu de tous, RZA publie un album expérimental, In Stereo signé Bobby Digital, délire schizophrène qui constitue en réalité la bande originale d'un court-métrage éponyme tourné par ses soins. Le collectif étend peu à peu sa mainmise sur l'industrie du rap en produisant de nouveaux artistes comme Killarmy ou Sunz Of Man, en lançant une marque de vêtements: Wu-Wear, divers sociétés de production: Wu-Tang Production et deux labels: Razor Sharp et Wu-Tang Records... Le concept de Killa Bees fait son apparition, les « abeilles tueuses » représentant les artistes gravitant autour du groupe originel. Les albums Wu-Tang Killa Bees - The Swarm: Volume 1 et Wu-Chronicles sont des mélanges de compilation et de recueil de titres inédits qui présentent tour à tour les membres rattachés au Wu-Tang tel que Northstar, Wu-Syndicate, Shyheim, Popa Wu, DJ Allah Mathematics ou encore Royal Fam. La parution de l'album The W reste une demi-déception pour les fans. Malgré les excellents Protect Ya Neck (The Jump Off) et Gravel Pit, ce projet sonne moins authentique que ses prédécesseurs et plus formaté. Cet album marque la fin du mutisme du clan avec la participation d'artistes étrangers au clan sur certains morceaux tels que Snoop Dogg, Busta Rhymes, Nas ou Isaac Hayes. Le dernier album en date Iron Flag paraît le 18 décembre 2001 et suit la même voie que son prédécesseur avec aucun titre ne parvenant réellement à replonger l'auditeur dans les ambiances uniques des débuts du groupe. Il semblerait que l'unité artistique du crew se soit érodé au fil des albums. Le groupe a entamé une tournée d'adieu au milieu de l'année 2004, avec notamment un passage à Paris en juillet, avant la parution de ce qui sera probablement leur dernier album en tant que groupe sous la forme d'un best-of et d'un live ainsi qu'un ouvrage sur l'histoire et la philosophie du groupe. Le Wu-Tang Manual, écrit par RZA, constituera le seul support écrit officiel traitant de l'histoire du groupe... Le samedi 13 novembre 2004, une page se tourne avec le décès de Ol' Dirty Bastard, un des membres fondateurs du groupe, à la suite d'une crise cardiaque alors qu'il enregistrait son nouvel album en studio. Aujourd'hui encore, le Wu-Tang Clan bénéficie d'un noyau dur de fans; nostalgiques de l'âge d'or du collectif. Le Wu-Tang Clan reprend dans ses textes les grands thèmes du rap américain que sont la pauvreté , la drogue et la conscience noire. ils sont affiliés à une organisation,la five percent nation, prônant l'auto-détermination. la plupart des membres bénéficient d'une certaine culture. Tout comme GZA est un amateur du jeu d'échec, beaucoup pratiquent un art martial et sont imprégné par la mythologie asiatique qu'ils reproduisent dans leur rap. Tout d'abord à travers les films de série Z de Hong-Kong qu'ils allaient voir dans les cinéma de Chinatown. L'imagerie orientale est un thème récurrent du groupe à travers des passages de dialogue de film de kung-fu ou plus simplement le nom du groupe: Wu-Tang, nom d'une montagne constellée de temples taoïstes, l'un des deux lieux mythiques des arts martiaux chinois avec le monastère bouddhiste de Shaolin. Dans une cité de New York, un mur peint pour le tournage du clip Can It Be All So Simple ? en 1994 n'a jamais été recouvert par les taggeurs. On ne touche pas à une légende urbaine. (Less)

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Wu-Tang Clan-Visionz

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03:10,

2008-04-12 11:42:27

Description: Wu-Tang Clan "Visionz" 1998 Wu-Tang Forever [Lyrics] [Method Man] Apocalypse Now Mind over matter next batter be Tical Put it on a platter how much uncut raw (More) Wu-Tang Clan "Visionz" 1998 Wu-Tang Forever [Lyrics] [Method Man] Apocalypse Now Mind over matter next batter be Tical Put it on a platter how much uncut raw shit we dealin wit, murder track what Slang killin it, touched You feelin it, in your bloodstream deadly venemous elixir Hammer like Sledge that be Sister All and together now, follow me, the Mista Meth Candyman, farewell to the flesh Death come, in the scripture, two-thousand one Bring the rap arma-gedde-on, let it be known When you walk up in this Dead Zone wit all that wack shit, now you know you dead wrong, one thousand lashes [Raekwon the Chef] Detonate that, pussy Massengil rap cleanse that The kids rank, snatch collars off, while ridin off Float boat big boys, Oakland A's stashed away blades Ventilation let the sharks, ani-maze Somethin sheist like, seven butcher knives, rollin Rover style twice, finger itchy like lice hair fell out somethin to conquer, stomp ya like that cat Blanca Toy Tonka truck ten carat on ya monsta Ring Rocky like fuck switch sides like water rides The DAT bubble life preserve the other guys Now FUCK Y'ALL act wilda The style wilda than a praying mantis Chillin like [*long inhale*] [Masta Killa] As my brothers and I reign rebellious, changin the courses of time, devils no longer exist as God Cypher Divine, all minds one no question Now check it... Perhaps we can go through Lessons Or might SHOT me a pussy protestin Comin with that lip professin, you must take Allah for fool, where's his Jewel Was he usin Mathematics as a tool? Tell me, the struggle is God and I came to build Shit is so real, inside you distilled Back in the form of mist You wishin you did the Knowledge before speakin Seekin, where you went wrong And why would I bring you such physical harm? [Inspectah Deck] Yo, mind arson, my squadren, surround the Sound-Garden Guns for hire plus you under fire and a target Sniper in the cypher, I, Pied Piper Move the housing by the thousand, I watched out the Chrysler Bombs strike ya like the mighty Thor, blast the door Recite a page like a tidal wave, past the shore Two pulls, I'm wild like mechanical bulls Pack a full house, it's girls night out, pull a hairful Heavenly laced, stimulation make you feel slow paced I motivate and await my sober state [Ghostface Killah] Magnificent, heavenly the God stay bent Five Percent Range whippin soul controller of the lynch Mackin phone rings, Stephen King trauma down at Danzine My mood swings, suplexed off the rope, magazine Coconut jewels, wore no color shoe, knife annual Moses lost his sandal, hidin the manual Blow the vandal buggin off of Bon Jovi hits Grammer lo-ve, famous murder weapon was a trophy Seize posin in Oshkosh, guzzle cries Sabotage massage rap bandit at large Wolverine Carnation Milk, Wu denim jeans Thurston Howell the Third kid's back on the scene Call it chopped meat, cause every word is choppy My logic crunch all crows to death, Kobiyashi couldn't stop me Gettin caught up in my world, Haagen-Daaz world Backflip and then twirl, cave your whole world in [*gun blast*] (Less)

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Wu-Tang Clan - Triumph Live in San Bernardino

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04:26,

2008-04-21 16:36:42

Description: Wu-Tang Clan - Triumph Live in San Bernardino, California, July 17, 2004 Album - Wu-Tang Forever Lyrics: "[Inspectah Deck] I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies and hypothesis (More) Wu-Tang Clan - Triumph Live in San Bernardino, California, July 17, 2004 Album - Wu-Tang Forever Lyrics: "[Inspectah Deck] I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies and hypothesis can't define how I be droppin these mockeries, lyrically perform armed robbery Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my pen hits tremendous, ultra-violet shine blind forensics I inspect you, through the future see millenium Killa B's sold fifty gold sixty platinum Shacklin the masses with drastic rap tactics Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths Black Wu jackets queen B's ease the guns in Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function Heads by the score take flight incite a war Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans demand more Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly Proceeds to blow swingin swords like Shinobi Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock Wu got it locked, performin live on your hottest block [Method Man] As the world turns, I spread like germs Bless the globe with the pestilence, the hard-headed never learn It's my testament to those burned Play my position in the game of life, standin firm on foreign land, jump the gun out the fryin pan, into the fire Transform into the Ghostrider, a six-pack and +A Streetcar Named Desire+, who got my back? In the line of fire holdin back, what? My peoples if you with me where the fuck you at? Niggaz is strapped, and they tryin to twist my beer cap It's court adjourned, for the bad seed from bad sperm Herb got my wig fried like a bad perm, what the blood clot, we smoke pot, and blow spots You wanna think twice, I think not The Iron Lung ain't got ta tell you where it's coming from Guns of Navarone, tearing up your battle zone Rip through your slums [Cappadonna] I twist darts from the heart, tried and true Loop my voice on the LP, martini on the slang rocks Certified chatterbox, vocabulary 'Donna talkin Tell your story walkin Take cover kid, what? Run for your brother, kid Run for your team, and your six camp rhyme groupies So I can squeeze with the advantage, and get wasted My deadly notes reigns supreme Your fort is basic compared to mine Domino effect, arts and crafts Paragraphs contain cyanide Take a free ride on my dart, I got the fashion catalogues for all y'all to all praise to the Gods [Ol Dirty Bastard] The saga continues Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang [U-God] Olympic torch flaming, we burn so sweet The thrill of victory, the agony, defeat We crush slow, flamin deluxe slow For, judgment day cometh, conquer, it's war Allow us to escape, hell glow spinning bomb Pocket full of shells out the sky, Golden Arms Tune spit the shitty Mortal Kombat sound The fateful step make, the blood stain the ground A jungle junkie, vigilante tantrum A death kiss, catwalk, squeeze another anthem Hold it for ransom, tranquilized with anesthetics My orchestra, graceful, music ballerinas My music Sicily, rich California smell An axekiller adventure, paint a picture well I sing a song from Sing-Sing, sippin on ginseng Righteous wax chaperone, rotating ring king [RZA] Watch for the wooden soldiers, C-Cypher-Punks couldn't hold us A thousand men rushing in, not one nigga was sober Perpendicular to the square, we stand bold like Flare Escape from your Dragon's Lair, in particular My beats travel like a vortex, through your spine to the top of your cerebrum cortex Make you feel like you bust a nut from raw sex Enter through your right ventricle clog up your bloodstream now terminal, like Grand Central Station Program fat baselines, on Novation Getting drunk like a fuck, I'm duckin five-year probation [GZA] War of the masses, the outcome, disastrous Many of the victim family save they ashes A million names on walls engraved in plaques Those who went back, received penalties for the axe Another heart is torn as close ones mourn Those who stray, niggaz get slayed on the song [Masta Killa] The track renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab wounds and leaks sounds that's heard ninety-three million miles away from came one to represent the Nation, this is a gathering of the masses that come to pay respects to the Wu-Tang Clan As we engage in battle, the crowd now screams in rage The high chief Jamel-I-Reef take the stage Light is provided through sparks of energy from the mind that travels in rhyme form Givin sight to the blind The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum Death only one can save self from This relentless attack of the track spares none" (Less)

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Wu-Tang Clan - Triumph Live in San Bernardino

27,

04:26,

2008-03-21 07:02:34

Description: Wu-Tang Clan - Triumph Live in San Bernardino, California, July 17, 2004 Album - Wu-Tang Forever Lyrics: "[Inspectah Deck] I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies and hypothesis (More) Wu-Tang Clan - Triumph Live in San Bernardino, California, July 17, 2004 Album - Wu-Tang Forever Lyrics: "[Inspectah Deck] I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies and hypothesis can't define how I be droppin these mockeries, lyrically perform armed robbery Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my pen hits tremendous, ultra-violet shine blind forensics I inspect you, through the future see millenium Killa B's sold fifty gold sixty platinum Shacklin the masses with drastic rap tactics Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths Black Wu jackets queen B's ease the guns in Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function Heads by the score take flight incite a war Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans demand more Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly Proceeds to blow swingin swords like Shinobi Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock Wu got it locked, performin live on your hottest block [Method Man] As the world turns, I spread like germs Bless the globe with the pestilence, the hard-headed never learn It's my testament to those burned Play my position in the game of life, standin firm on foreign land, jump the gun out the fryin pan, into the fire Transform into the Ghostrider, a six-pack and +A Streetcar Named Desire+, who got my back? In the line of fire holdin back, what? My peoples if you with me where the fuck you at? Niggaz is strapped, and they tryin to twist my beer cap It's court adjourned, for the bad seed from bad sperm Herb got my wig fried like a bad perm, what the blood clot, we smoke pot, and blow spots You wanna think twice, I think not The Iron Lung ain't got ta tell you where it's coming from Guns of Navarone, tearing up your battle zone Rip through your slums [Cappadonna] I twist darts from the heart, tried and true Loop my voice on the LP, martini on the slang rocks Certified chatterbox, vocabulary 'Donna talkin Tell your story walkin Take cover kid, what? Run for your brother, kid Run for your team, and your six camp rhyme groupies So I can squeeze with the advantage, and get wasted My deadly notes reigns supreme Your fort is basic compared to mine Domino effect, arts and crafts Paragraphs contain cyanide Take a free ride on my dart, I got the fashion catalogues for all y'all to all praise to the Gods [Ol Dirty Bastard] The saga continues Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang [U-God] Olympic torch flaming, we burn so sweet The thrill of victory, the agony, defeat We crush slow, flamin deluxe slow For, judgment day cometh, conquer, it's war Allow us to escape, hell glow spinning bomb Pocket full of shells out the sky, Golden Arms Tune spit the shitty Mortal Kombat sound The fateful step make, the blood stain the ground A jungle junkie, vigilante tantrum A death kiss, catwalk, squeeze another anthem Hold it for ransom, tranquilized with anesthetics My orchestra, graceful, music ballerinas My music Sicily, rich California smell An axekiller adventure, paint a picture well I sing a song from Sing-Sing, sippin on ginseng Righteous wax chaperone, rotating ring king [RZA] Watch for the wooden soldiers, C-Cypher-Punks couldn't hold us A thousand men rushing in, not one nigga was sober Perpendicular to the square, we stand bold like Flare Escape from your Dragon's Lair, in particular My beats travel like a vortex, through your spine to the top of your cerebrum cortex Make you feel like you bust a nut from raw sex Enter through your right ventricle clog up your bloodstream now terminal, like Grand Central Station Program fat baselines, on Novation Getting drunk like a fuck, I'm duckin five-year probation [GZA] War of the masses, the outcome, disastrous Many of the victim family save they ashes A million names on walls engraved in plaques Those who went back, received penalties for the axe Another heart is torn as close ones mourn Those who stray, niggaz get slayed on the song [Masta Killa] The track renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab wounds and leaks sounds that's heard ninety-three million miles away from came one to represent the Nation, this is a gathering of the masses that come to pay respects to the Wu-Tang Clan As we engage in battle, the crowd now screams in rage The high chief Jamel-I-Reef take the stage Light is provided through sparks of energy from the mind that travels in rhyme form Givin sight to the blind The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum Death only one can save self from This relentless attack of the track spares none" (Less)

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Wu-Tang Clan - Reunited

4,

05:22,

2008-11-21 10:38:38

Description: Wu-Tang Clan - Reunited Wu-Tang Clan - Wu-Tang Forever 1997 Go cop the album! (More)

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Wu-Tang Clan-The Projects

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03:18,

2009-12-18 22:33:09

Description: Song: The Projects Album: Wu-Tang Forever Artist: Wu-Tang Clan Year: 1997 (More)

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Wu-Tang Clan-Duck Seazon

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05:46,

2009-12-19 16:32:16

Description: Song: Duck Seazon Album: wu-Tang Forever Artist: Wu-Tang Clan Year: 1997 (More)

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Wu-Tang Clan-Heaterz

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05:31,

2009-12-19 16:49:16

Description: Song: Heaterz Album: Wu-Tang Forever Artist: Wu-Tang Clan Year: 1997 (More)

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Old Dirty Bastard - Baby I Got Your...

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04:13,

2008-04-18 10:54:10

Description: Old Dirty Bastard (aka ODB) - Baby I Got Your Money.(au refrain on a la superbe Kélis) un des titres les + connu du défunt ODB, membre historique du Wu-Tang Clan, il (More)

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Tags: Old Dirty Bastard Baby I Got Your Money rap us hip hop wu tang clan ODB new york brooklyn staten island

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Wu Tang Clan

14,

06:19,

2008-04-18 13:58:46

Description: Wu Tang Forever!!! Best Video Ever

Channel: myspace

Tags: Clan Tang Triumph Wu

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Wu-Tang Clan-Cash Still Rules/Scary Hours

17,

03:03,

2008-04-12 11:24:13

Description: Wu-Tang Clan "Cash Still Rules/Scary Hours" 1997 Wu-Tang Forever [Lyrics] [Raekwon] Shake them niggaz Scary hours no money out, smash the Guinness Stout Play the (More) Wu-Tang Clan "Cash Still Rules/Scary Hours" 1997 Wu-Tang Forever [Lyrics] [Raekwon] Shake them niggaz Scary hours no money out, smash the Guinness Stout Play the outfield, Lucille, switched cracks on shields She's a rich fiend, sacrifice her fam, shift them niggaz to Queens, Guess jeans she charged thirty-five beans Hit the cell phone, regulate with well known tone A Wally kingpin, who also slam and strike edition Whattup, Corleone smoke the bone Tone phone me Whattup he tried to slang there, address him with chrome only Grady with the gray beard, transport for him Rockin Nike at? Rastafarianburg, pipin that Switchin Benzes, ten carat nigga with gold lenses Frontin like he's sittin on a lump he's sittin on junk You wanna pull a heist, draw guns and robberies You wanna rock rep, step in yellow Wallabies Names arraigned, the century fox, little glocks Them niggaz with stocks, wail on your blocks Rich lifestyle, small like an ordinary white child But right now, Son is still shine, shed light now Breakdown, liquidate God, fuck it grab the nickel plate Spencer for Hire, tension when we mention Dryer He's a slave cop, behave pop Blue suits who bay stop us blow that cat at the Purple Haze spot [Method Man] I remember stickin fiends at the one-six-ooh when we was starvin, duckin five-oh, payin em dues Times is hard in the slums I'm from, they got us barred in We warrin and cage dodgin, rippin and robbin Got the NARC sabotagin, slippin cracks in your camoflougin, now you snitchin on the squadron That's somethin niggaz can't pardon City overrun by young gun with bad intention, and Wu-Wear garment So I see no need to mention, the potency of a sting from a killa bee, kickin the battery out the back of them wisecracks Distorted for your get high you hijack These friendly skies ain't for you, they for me and mine This the year of the grimy nigga, ragtime Keep these niggaz on the run, peep my Clan emblem Iron Lung ain't got to tell you where it's comin from Catch us swimmin with these sharks now, you rap villains (I feel the same way you niggaz feelin) We feel the same way you feelin, let it be known (let it be known) [*together*] What the blood clot you niggaz dealin, you crash dummies Cash rules, still don't nuttin move but the money [Ghostface] Aiyyo strongarm that kid right there with wavy hair Billy Johnson, snatched him out his whip in Times Square Took his Pumas, nameplate, dude lost weight Summer eighty-eight, started a fight, that can't wait Ask Dorothy, same kid pussy up in Marsey Blazin that Tad Rossi, up in the Marquis He lost like a hundred ounces, Jake rushed his houses Had him on the porch, ass no trousers This souped up, individual stuck, the new stuff Same kid cryin on the stand with Judge Cuffner Kissed him with art num it's three to nine style Before he left he flashin his face like Denzel Richard Dale took his Beaver, off the wall pullin his whip Mussy dropped and split his wig with the heater His safe butt was all fucked up, as he had me laughin God you see how he was laid out, in the grass with dirt in his mouth, Slim woke him up told him he wild out Blood leakin from his teeth he smiled like he gunned out Big bolo, stackin his shit financed a Volvo He copped his shit from a small, coffeeshop in SoHo He still pussy, he sell his dust up on the Lower East Posin like he rappin out... (Less)

Channel: youtube

Tags: 1997 cash forever hours rap raw real rules scary still tang wu

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Wu-Tang Clan-Older Gods

20,

03:06,

2008-04-12 13:15:14

Description: Wu-Tang Clan "Older Gods" 1997 Wu-Tang Forever [Lyrics] [Verse One: Ghostface Killah] Aiyyo I roll like a bat out of hell Evil acapell's fly spittin out of my (More) Wu-Tang Clan "Older Gods" 1997 Wu-Tang Forever [Lyrics] [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 Sunkist, certain broads double dutch this They carve it in they wrist, pales berry blazes Straighten the crumbs left on the stove, clothes in my lady hair Plus yours the look gold God, the old tainted bald technique Got these vestibules designer niggaz in they whips jumpin out they seats, eighteen, Bronzeman Part II We like Dorothy Hamill on ice We in your hood we might circle, hats down low in the Range Switch lanes, change my tire, peel out Real loud on the stage yo, I shitted on your hood kid I shitted on your hood, got to your burner too late I'm lookin real good, draped out Shinin like a fresh fifty cent piece, your girlfriend, c'mere Oh shit, you my man's niece, the gourmet pocket twenty bombs made of clay, Sexcapades take place We fucked in forty-eight shades might walk up in your studio time slap your engineer, it's lighter fluid to that style Hand me the matches now [Verse Two: Raekwon the Chef] Aiyyo rainbow Roley on the wrist, now what's this Niggaz bless this, eight and a half, Bally banana twist E shakes, puffin on lye, feedin the seed's plate Pullin out, old dirty eights to rob gates Major wake up, the kid telltales, make a nigga head wake up Beats break, the nigga would take off his time Honolulu status, gladdest the rich rock cabbage and dollar vans grands That nigga mad savage, stationary Hall of Justice Niggaz came clumped out Just came home, now they bunked out Money be longer than triple life til the sun burn out, that's my word Move it with the burner out Fidel way of thinkin, roll with the Mac bent Ac-10 Most of my team, Five Percent check what the live said Rollin with Guess vests pedestrians yo holdin my nuts, fuckin thousand dollar lesbians [Ghost] Yo, the Older God put me on and had to rock this [both] Maintain Three-Sixty Lord live prosperous [Ghost] It only takes a lesson a day, just to analyze life [both] one time in the respectable mind [repeat 2X] [Verse Three: The Genius/GZA] Let the shot spark, soon as his pit bull barks Tire scars from skid marks leaves from jams in school parks Witness, forget his, original statement Even in protection programs there's no escapement Gunned down, we in town, hit king from seven crowns Spent rounds catch him while he rhyme in the Zebra Lounge Wounded, back in the eighty-three summer heat Up in three-oh-nine park, rhymin off the drummer's beat I stalk the city streets demonstratin mic wrecks All lookin stank, I ain't playin wit a full deck And as they nervously stare, I know they scared They saw the coming of Wu, the neon in Times Square Household name, assassin, killa bee Mill to the grain, that posess the Wu, trilogy Quick to spot those that bite camoflouge and blend Those that got styles, they got identical twins Don't stretch the small thing, copycats are finnicky without skills, they 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 fired, whistles off and explodes, breaking glass*] (Less)

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Tags: 1997 clan forever gods older tang wu

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