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WU-TANG CLAN lyrics : "Drunk Tongue"

Homicide city %#@!
Homicide city %#@!
Yeah, yeah homicide


You see the neck lit
Fist glisten

Chain dripping
Lane shifting
Riding dirty, dirty

Got that thang
Know I stay grippin
Facing life with it or without it. (*##$ it's same difference

Lames drippin
If it's day or night I'mma bang with it
Situation's sicking, ^!$$%'s broke and they can't fix it

Dough is all I know, so if you slip it then I can't miss it
Ain't mention Sin and broke ^!$$%s in the same sentence
Got the game twisted, mane listen

Say pimpin, what you pushin?
Product pumping like a piston
Hardly getting by

Or probably getting high off what you pitching
While we sitting fly tryin' keep it simplified
Moving like we semper fi

My ^!$$%s is born to ride, y'all ^!$$%s get sent to die
All you do is mention I, general exemplify
Sin City been gritty, 10-city enterprise

About to make it 25, utilize my witty mind
To improvise my goal to reach the
All-time city high

You don't want the semi flying nine at your hemi fine
All you gotta do is send me time you got plenty time
Mad cause my ones up


And scared cause my guns bust
God's mind is divine, I'll shine on you dumb$#&@s

Sin never dumb struck
? on the? pumps on any man in the face
And like sanitation dump trucks

Dodge magnum? big enough to slug?
Bubble butts job off of the couch and double dutch
Glock in a double clutch

You don't want no trouble, trust
Rug cutter you're juglar
Promise you your blood'll gush

Dead smack in front of us
Get clap dead you front on us
You back?

You rats feds can't front on us
Stack bread like Wonder
From the winter til the summer come

Upgrade to made
That's when the Benzs and the Hummers come
I ain't want to Hummer stunt

Ask how I stack well
Like Maxwell ^!$$% tryin do a little sumthin, sumthin

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