Wu-Tang Clan

Wu-Tang Clan - Carefulclick Click lyrics

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Wait  hold up  chill  what's that son?
 Damn.. nigga got fucked  shit  huh?!
 By his back  watch nigga run
 Seven the center of your eight point sun
 Hold tight grip on the  God U..Now  you best be careful!
 Can't dodge two (??) aimed at your domepiece
  Father U C King  police!!

 [U God]
 Somethin in the slum went rum pum pum pum
 Somethin in the slum went rum pum pum pum

 [Masta Killa]
 Yo Rae it's been a long time son since we bust
 Gunclap  Glaciers , ran the world and snatched paper
 Return to the 36th Chamber
 Proceed with caution as you enter
 We have an A.P.B., on an MC Killer
 Looks like the work of a Masta!!

 [Cappadonna]
 Yo somethin in the street went, BANG BANG
 Makin it hard for you to do your THANG THANG
 Somethin in the street went, BANG BANG..

 Up in the boss game wildin, money for grabs
 I ain't fuckin with crabs, out of state copped two labs
 Hopped two cabs, back on the Ave.
 Stab you with the vocab, catch me at the big dough rehab
 Tryin to re-up, keep my feet up
 Snake niggaz in the cut, hold the product
 Time is up, no luck, heat start to bust
 Niggaz you can't trust, dealin with lust
 Seen him at the ballgames with James

 Somethin in the street went, BANG BANG
 Makin it hard for you to do your THANG THANG
 Somethin in the street went, BANG BANG
 Makin it hard for you to do your THANG THANG

 [Ghostface Killah]
 Somethin in the hole went {Click Click}
 The boxcutter went {Click Click}
 Somethin in the hole went {Click Click}
 The boxcutter went {Click Click}

 These are the bones, bones from the grave of Houdini
 G-Deini, razoni noodles sprinkled on your embry'
 Climb like the deficit, profits, death threats
 to Israel slid through Bethlehem bong on one wheel
 Syringes, rubber bands, needles, the 60's
 Granddaddy Caddy was coppin 6 G's
 Begosh all that Oshkosh jumpers
 Pink Champelle, brown paper bags, wall to wall bumpers

 [U-God]
 These (??) camera guys, cause, turn your eyes
 Sweat on the hammer fly, ways, of the Samurai
 Newsflash bulletin, Gods on the prowl
 We full again, ruff men scuff Timbs
 Sonic bionic lens, RZA console
 Is it Bush or the Dole, front row of the superbowl
 Black gold in my soul, on a hoe stroll
 Don't go boy you on parole you don't know?

 [Inspectah Deck]
 Someone in the back went, CLACK CLACK
 Money is stacked, now bust your gun, CLACK CLACK
 Someone in the back went, CLACK CLACK
 Money is stacked, now bust your gun, CLACK CLACK

 Made 'em throw they hands up, but then lay flat
 Rat pack eat up, the average alley cat
 Prepare for the impact when we contact
 Known to drop backs that crack your hard hat
 Must I show and prove, trust I, bust I
 Make your head spin like chrome 20's on the buggy-I Benz
 Who contends, Wu like the Superfriends
 Who's your rhymin hero? Wu-Tang rules again

 Someone in the back went, CLACK CLACK
 Money is stacked, now bust your gun, CLACK CLACK
 Someone in the back went, CLACK CLACK
 Money is stacked, now bust your gun, CLACK CLACK

 [Cappadonna]
 Yo somethin in the street went, BANG BANG
 Makin it hard for you to do your THANG THANG
 Somethin in the street went, BANG BANG..

 [Ghostface Killah]
 Somethin in the hole went {Click Click}
 The boxcutter went {Click Click}
 Somethin in the hole went {Click Click}
 The boxcutter went {Click Click}

 [U-God]
 Somethin in the slum went rum-pum-pum-pum
 Somethin in the slum went rum-pum-pum-pum
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