CILVARINGZ lyrics : "Dart Tournament"
[Intro: Blue Raspberry]
Ladies and gentlemen
Live from the universal grains of Shaolin
The Wu-Tang Killa Bee Dart Tournament
Featuring Cilvaringz and Killa Sin
[Cilvaringz:]
Remember Brasshead? He put the copper in charge
And blew the whistle on that fake %#@! like Anthony Starks
I come, smashing cats in the head with a boom
He flashing at me, them !@$)gots, and nope, I Dutch Schultz
Cutting balls off, brashing and brew, my big dreams
^!$$%s except they not all ameant to get ahead of theyselves
Kareem, lock it down for the brothers of Islam
(*##$, calm down, I'm swinging these big bombs
King Kong bullets I ping pong, I'm hovering
Shook ones they ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-just stuttering
Wu-Tang backing me, can't go wrong
I'mma, family man, $#&@ a solo song
You a, !@$* thug, we them Boss Hog killas
All that lame %#@! you spit, silent raw's killer
(*##$, me and Killa Sin, we killing the gift
Could lock down on you suckas of love just like a G-Roc
Aiyo, Killa, man, show 'em what we talking about
[Killa Sin:]
Killa's loco, vocals hold you hostage
Gothic, size out live %#@!, catch a wise quick, focus
We stone fist explosive, load 'em like fo'-fifths
To roast clicks, ferocious as Ro (*##$, with no cinch
My thoughts so dense they form mist
I swarm quicker than norm, Bee stingers stay dipped in corn liquor
Warn ^!$$%z from the last time, past time hobby be
Robbin ^!$$%z in they lobby, G, come out ya Wallabees
Fifty-six penny-weight chain limit the policy
Modernize crime comodity, now let me get mine
I bang with the shadiest kind, crazy three-eighties
And baby nines, sip the crime, pay me mine every time
Heavy shine, $#&@ a nine, to half a dime
^!$$% grab a mastermind rhyme, before I have to blast my nine
So I keep it on the low key, like P. Bobby O.G.
Johnson, the monster that'll conquer your sponsor, uh
[Interlude: Blue Raspberry]
It's the invincible, indestructable
Amazing, undisputed, from the grains of Shaolin
Wu-Tang Killa Bees
[Blue Raspberry:]
Wu-Tang, we done it again
Wu-Tang, Cilvaringz and Killa Sin
They ain't ready for this, nah, ain't ready for this
Blue Ras, back on the scene, killing %#@!
You can't handle it, the wannabees out there
Trying to bite our %#@!, no, no, no, no...
They can't even come close, we're the best from coast to coast
The Clan is too thick and we international...
International... ohhhhhhh
[Outro: Blue Raspberry]
Low down grimey style
Wu-Tang, from the universal grains of Shaolin
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