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WU TANG CLAN lyrics : "Bells of War"

heavy machines, weapons N artillery
all these street made ^!$$%s is the ones who feelin me,
I'm on another level, american born rebel

livin in these streets, man its like a $#&@in jail cell- I'm
goin fa broke, but yall already knew that
try and step to me, man you dont wanna feel that

I'll pull a glock 9, on a $#&@in snitch
all im tryin to do is smoke weed n get rich
goin off the top, eyes $#&@in closed

sippen on that lean, got my mind unfolding
walls talkin, on a $#&@in trip
all these ^!$$%s overboard, scream abandon ship its

they worst nightmare comin from the depths
philosophic %#@!, got they minds perplexed n
aint nothin worse than a open mind

thats they worst fear, they fear my lyrics gon shine well
here they come, i'll bring the light
its intellegence that'll end the $#&@in strife

so read a book, stead of slingin rocks
but either way im screamin out $#&@ every cop
its the goverment pigs, that got it on lock

they the ones runnin %#@!, its like the chopping block
its like do or die, call it sink or swim
good thing for me that i always play to win

gotta dead bolt strong on every door
aint let em in my house that for $#&@in sure
^!$$%s spittin ignorance like they jouvinile

so in comparison i guess im senile
il let em talk %#@!, greet em with a grin
when they least expect it, il be swingin at they shins

i hit em were it hurt, show no remorse
cus every single time i bring it full force
yea i never hold back, its over nine thousand

il be the first one to put you in the ground and
still comin quick, flow never stoppin
big gun poppin, bodies keep droppin

wont call it quits till im in my coffin
flow smooth cause its excersised often
like a $#&@in sport, its what I do

just ask me and il take you back to school
I aint no professor but i could teach a thing or two
and yes i know its tragic how my rhymes be seemn magic

but i started off a rookie, now a full blown addict

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