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THE MiLK lyrics : "Wu Tang Tribute"

I watch my back like I'm locked down, hardcore
Hittin sound, watch me act bugged, and tear it down
A literate type $$#hole, songs goin gold, no doubt

And you watch a corny ^!$$% fold
Yeah, they fake and all that
Carryin gats but yo, my Clan

Rollin like forty Macs
Now ya act convinced, I guess it makes sense
Wu-Tang, yo sewwwwwwwww, represent

I wait for one to act up
Now I got him backed up
Gun to his neck now, react what?

And that's one in the chamber
Wu-Tang banger, 36 styles of danger


Wu tang clan ain't nothing to $#&@ with,
Shame on the ^!$$% who tried to run game the ^!$$%,
Cash rules everything around me,

CREAM me the money,
Dollar dollar bill ya'll,
Dollar dollar bill ya'll.


I smoke on the mic like smoking Joe Frazier
The hell raiser, raising hell with the flavour

Terrorize the jam like troops in Pakistan
Swinging through your town like your neighborhood Spiderman
So uhh, tic toc and keep ticking

While I get you flipping off the %#@! I'm kicking
The Lone Ranger, code red, danger!
Deep in the dark with the art to rip charts apart

The vandal, too hot to handle
You battle, you're saying Goodbye like Kevin Campbell
Roughneck, Inspector Deck's on the set

The rebel, I make more noise than heavy metal.

Wu tang clan ain't nothing to $#&@ with,

Shame on the ^!$$% who tried to run game the ^!$$%,
Cash rules everything around me,
CREAM me the money,

Dollar dollar bill ya'll,
Dollar dollar bill ya'll.


First things first man you're $#&@ing with the worst
I'll be sticking pins in your head like a $#&@ing nurse
I'll attack any ^!$$% who's slack in his mack

Come fully packed with a fat rugged stack
Shame on you when you stepped through to
The Ol Dirty !@&! straight from the Brooklyn Zoo

And I'll be damned if I let any man
Come to my center, you enter the winter
Straight up and down that %#@! packed jam

You can't slam, don't let me get fool on him man
The Ol Dirty !@&! is dirty and stinking
Ason, unique rolling with the night of the creeps

^!$$%z be rolling with a stash
Ain't saying cash, bite my style I'll bite your mother$#&@ing.


(BRIDGE)

Wu tang clan ain't nothing to $#&@ with,

Shame on the ^!$$% who tried to run game the ^!$$%,
Cash rules everything around me,
CREAM me the money,

Dollar dollar bill ya'll,
Dollar dollar bill ya'll,
Dollar dollar bill ya'll,

Dollar dollar bill ya'll,
Dollar dollar bill ya'll

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