SOLOMON CHILDS - Action lyrics

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[Intro: Solomon Childs]

Yeah, this is it

The old school niggas is a wrap

You hear me? Boy!

[Solomon Childs:]

Killa Bamz, the kiss of a curse, all squads and units

Should now look to purchase a herse

Wu-Tang, bigger than these bullshit record labels

We touch souls, all over the universe

Powerful movement, never rehearse

Name a rap crew, we ain't influence, it's time to reinburse

Or have the rigs roll in reverese, over your body

Til you see your bone prints in the dirt

And since I came out my momma feet first

The thirst got me anticipating the outburst

And all these gangsta rappers, you can't hide forever

Under them skirts, what you gonna do?

When a hundred Wu hoodies show up at your concert

And you on stage smiling, showing your teeth

Like Mrs. Butterworth, no homo

Will kick you in your dick til it hurt or til they scream 'red alert'

[Chorus x2: Solomon Childs]

I want action (yeah) somebody better tell 'em

Somebody better tell 'em, tell 'em

Cause actions speak louder than words

[Solomon Childs:]

So let the vibe off the sinister rush your mind

Or be haunted like a voodoo shrine

Coast to cross the beat like an airline

A sign, to rip a new asshole in the bassline

I'm running my show rooms so fuck a co-sign

It's yours, believe it or not, you cock suckers

The world is mine, and I'm intertwining with a dime

With the smallest waistline, my cough get by

Harrowed a king in his time to redefine

The outline, set you off like Colombian caffeine

Dudes be so hard, til you hit 'em with the 40 with the beam

And they body get peeled like they swimming in clorine

And nothing changed, it's the same routine

Niggas is fronting like they strength long as limousine

But get burnt like nicotine in the belly with guillotine

[Chorus x2]

[Outro: Solomon Childs]

Ok, go head boy, tell 'em man

Ain't playing with you muthafuckas

Staten Island, you know where we at

West Brighton Projects, yeah, MGP, nigga, for life

Killa Mob, Wu Music