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WU-TANG CLAN : Fatal Sting lyrics

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WU-TANG CLAN lyrics : "Fatal Sting"

[Verse 1:]

In the battle fields mics collide like sword fights

Get stabbed up by the swift technique of a Black Knight
Who pierce strikes like vicious snakes, rhymes elevate
^!$$%z get sniped watch me annihilate

The Gods got me eating off a fine dinner plates
With this rap %#@! told me don't procrastinate
West Coast lyricist, Killa Bee clique we swarm thick

Spit the written like scripts
No but fully loaded throw darts and make it hit, the target
Pardon, me as I keep on starting, mo' %#@!

Feel the wrath with these raw hits from Math
You don't stand a chance, you can't top it we too advance


[Verse 2:]

Sharp shooter with the greatest accuracy

Blast it rapidly, If those attacking me are after me
You never capture me, it's sad to see ^!$$%z testing me
You meet your destiny can't get next to me

The best of me you know the recipe
The cut-throat making blood soak from the gun-smoke
Have you gasping for oxygen

Then pops you with the glocks again
Drop 'em in with the street life, the street type
We snipe, artificial ^!$$%z under street lights

Street fights transform into wars with firearms
Bullets storm ^!$$%z start to swarm like rise on
Dying on the same blocks when they exchange rocks

And hand cops flamed rocks
Year after year up in the same spot
Total madness synergy in city streets

Battle many fleets as they walk by the gates of the darkside

Black Knights

Yo,yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

[Verse 3:]


The microphone magnificent
Burning hot like syphilis

Hit your dish drink from distances
Bombin' leave no witnesses
The street division kid from the,

Home of the wasteland
Styles bionic, sounds blow holes through your [email protected]&(t
Face it for the Black Knights there's no replacement

You're basic, kid put this in your mouth so you can taste it
These ancient rhymes are lethal
When manifested bring wrath of bloody vengeance

to suckers that second guessed it
Confess it I got the type flows that'll make you stagger
Came out my mother's womb with a blunt and bloody dagger

From day one I knew that I'll be on some ol' lye %#@!
Do or die %#@!, ready to ride slug slide %#@!


[Verse 4:]

The audity prodigy,

The cosmos commodity, knowledge guides equality
A whiff while I myth and a sniff off a E&J fifth
and a spliff, the proton neutron,

Sally with the crouton dipping in the Yucon,
Supernova yoga, dosia, ambrosia crane and cobra
The yolk for help and the stealth with the knowledge of self

like no one else, the code of yoba
From the noble none of my ^!$$%z local

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