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WU-TANG CLAN : The City lyrics

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WU-TANG CLAN lyrics : "The City"

[unknown conversation which carries over from the last track]
That's black?
Whattup God?

Aiyyo Shorty got beef with that ^!$$%? Word?
[*blam, blam blam*]
Oh %#@!!!! Yo!

Hold the $#&@ up

Aiyyo yo, eight ^!$$%z down (just enough)

$#&@in around with my sound (ci-ty)
Yo, bring backup (ci-ty)
$#&@in with me, and mine

Murderous

[Inspectah Deck]

Check it, yo
The world is shifty, we livin just enough for the city
The rough witty killa bee sting just like the jiggy

My Family Stone, foes attempt to gradually clone
Label them my [email protected]#* and the casualty's home
It glows coffin, Wu stormin like the light brigade

ride the wave like Frankie Avalon
As I decipher AIDS crime pays
The law's long arm be tryin to strongarm, walkin timebombs

before I bomb firearm
The chalm smoker, I hit the dread with a poster
He toke with his own love and expose the black toaster

Composer was shook
I took your bad looks for joke get your back broke
Deep throat this murder I wrote

The antidote be seekin like a buried treasure
By every measure lethally inject your whole sector
Wanted dead or alive

Rebel I escapes across the desert sand
leavin no footprints to trace
Keep a war face, in your place

Conceal the baby knives on the North breaks
I still shine in shady times


Yeah, yo
We livin just enough (livin just enough)
Just enough (in the ci-ty)

Just enough, for the ci-ty

Yo, in the jungle

I make moves like Iron Monkey
Plots to bump me off D.O.T. be on the hunt for me
We stay hungry, for money drugs and guns

Ones who fake get caught in the crossfire for crumbs
Know the science be my Goddess
The facts tell gats sell like sex and violence

And break the project silence, a vision
This is way beyond four corners, escape this mental prison
Before we're all goners, now embrace the world

for the world war is ocean bomber
Visionary soldier comma
My code of honor, mind still start from the drama

Trauma sent the victim, witness them run, scream in horror
Military chopper come gun down the slum
The outcome do or die Son it's bound to come

Mentally aware I see truth within the square
The future's here catch me on computer software
Warfare's inevitable, Rebel I hold several government official

It's a thirty-eight special, that steps through
Like Nat Turner create a spectacle
I may die in the scuffle but I'm takin forty devils


We livin just enough
Just enough

Just enough
For the ci-ty


Killa beez, sting McEEEZ, yeah, Wu

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