Wu-tang Clan

Wu-tang Clan - Execution In Autumn

rate me

You stepped in the pit of the flame

You're lost on beat street

I'ma throw spit on your name

Hit it raw when they mention the name

It’s like Mike when he score with like 2 seconds left in the game

Small change, don’t step in my lane

I rock too hard body

I click, bang, give em the pain

Nah man, can’t get with them games

Your boy born with it

So how you gonna get him to change?

You a lame, putting shit in the game

Piranha wanna see me in the state greens, in prison in chains

But I’m smooth like the groove to the listener brain

And you only understand it if you’ve been through my pain

Icy white spitters in frames

Hustle in my blood, bet my seed’s gonn get it the same

Yes indeed, I’m destined to reign

So ahead of the game

All aboard y'all, get on the train

Banana clip, macaholic, I’ll slap your Captain John

Go in the freezer, gotta sneeze the tits out the toilet

Niggas is norbits, runnin up on the dice game

Call it preacher suit or holdin a raw affair

Put that call in, it’s dough in the wall, stall him

Plastic bags laying in the floor with ya

It’s just dog’s day, reservoir out in Utah yo

Where my dope in marijuana’s got more than

Real nights and for them, we pay to have a roast

Assassins is strapped, this the only way the yay grows

More leverage, more 7’s, ridin around with legends

Payin judges or we be up in New York repping

Raise it on up, Bobby

Yo, yeah, hine

Miramax movie magic,

Cold beer on tap, rumor has it

Words put ideas on ideas on track

Footprints, I walk on earth and appear on maps

Star Police, 2.5 mill a year on cap

Move weird on my cap, gandi’s on a lap

300 pushups a day, put the trees on your bag

Beat the traffic, a lieutenant black man

Who invented chopping samples up

To make the beats that’s ascended to

Every genre of music, the whole spirit of music

I produce arrange, engineer the music

Yo, my ear candy been dope

My pen stroke like Zorro

Hit the heavy the heavy bag like Foreman in the Congo

Mini transmitter, night vision in the stronghold

Rock long roads, smell snakes with a strong nose

Every time the horn blow the Wu signal’s back on

Transform, platform, a whole another platform

We coming back for em to smash the spot

Kid, I’m only team too, pass me to the rock

Til the casket drop, I’ma flip yo wig

Rip close, honey didn't know my dick this big

You get kicked in the ribs with 2 chrome gauge

They leavin em, I send em back to stone age.

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