Wu-Tang Clan

Wu-Tang Clan - Visionz lyrics

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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
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Publisher: Sony Music Entertainment

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Released in: 1997

Language: English

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