Wu-Tang Clan

Wu-Tang Clan - The City lyrics

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That's black?
 Whattup God?
 Aiyyo Shorty got beef with that nigga? Word?
 *blam, blam blam* Oh shit!!! Yo!
 Hold the fuck up

 Aiyyo yo, eight niggaz down (just enough)
 Fuckin around with my sound (ci-ty)
 Yo, bring backup (ci-ty)
 Fuckin with me, and mine
 Murderous

 [Inspectah Deck]
 Check it, yo
 The world is shifty, we livin just enough for the city
 The rough witty killa bee sting just like the jiggy
 My Family Stone, foes attempt to gradually clone
 Label them my anus and the casualty's home
 It glows coffin, Wu stormin like the light brigade
 ride the wave like Frankie Avalon
 As I decipher AIDS crime pays
 The law's long arm be tryin to strongarm, walkin timebombs
 before I bomb firearm
 The chalm smoker, I hit the dread with a poster
 He toke with his own love and expose the black toaster
 Composer was shook
 I took your bad looks for joke get your back broke
 Deep throat this murder I wrote
 The antidote be seekin like a buried treasure
 By every measure lethally inject your whole sector
 Wanted dead or alive
 Rebel I escapes across the desert sand
 leavin no footprints to trace
 Keep a war face, in your place
 Conceal the baby knives on the North breaks
 I still shine in shady times

 Yeah, yo
 We livin just enough (livin just enough)
 Just enough (in the ci-ty)
 Just enough, for the ci-ty

 Yo, in the jungle
 I make moves like Iron Monkey
 Plots to bump me off D.O.T. be on the hunt for me
 We stay hungry, for money drugs and guns
 Ones who fake get caught in the crossfire for crumbs
 Know the science be my Goddess
 The facts tell gats sell like sex and violence
 And break the project silence, a vision
 This is way beyond four corners, escape this mental prison
 Before we're all goners, now embrace the world
 for the world war is ocean bomber
 Visionary soldier comma
 My code of honor, mind still start from the drama
 Trauma sent the victim, witness them run, scream in horror
 Military chopper come gun down the slum
 The outcome do or die Son it's bound to come
 Mentally aware I see truth within the square
 The future's here catch me on computer software
 Warfare's inevitable, Rebel I hold several government official
 It's a thirty-eight special, that steps through
 Like Nat Turner create a spectacle
 I may die in the scuffle but I'm takin forty devils

 We livin just enough
 Just enough
 Just enough
 For the ci-ty

 Killa beez, sting McEEEZ, yeah, Wu
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Copyrights:

Author: Selwyn Bogard

Composer: ?

Publisher: BMG Entertainment

Details:

Released in: 1997

Language: English

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