Wu-tang Clan

Wu-tang Clan - Kill Too Hard

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<FONT size="1"><B>(feat. Masta Ace)</B></FONT><BR><BR>

<i>[kung fu sample]</i><br>

They told me, what happened, alright<br>

You're still young, and things like that always happen<br>

When you'll learn, then you'll know not to make those mistakes<br>


<i>[Inspectah Deck]</i><br>

Really? These dudes don't want it with Deck, no, my set glow<br>

Hate it or you love it, but you gonna respect though<br>

You ain't got to know my name, check the blood, sweat & tears<br>

For years, niggas know I bang<br>

I'm a made nigga, caking what you call a boss<br>

On my own two, never taking orders from ya'll<br>

What I spit, get the corners involved, it's wreck on the yard<br>

It's House Gang, son, it's more than hard<br>

The life that'll glamour and glitz, best believe<br>

On the flip side, nigga, it's them hammers and clips<br>

Wanna live in high fashion and rich, so we scramble the strip<br>

Camouflage, with they hand on the grip<br>

Ain't nothing gon' stop kid from getting his due<br>

No, your feets not big enough to fit in his shoe<br>

I don't rock what you rap, niggas, they be pole<br>

On 'the wire', just not HBO<br>

They under fire, edge around the way we know<br>

They know they time up, guess that's why they hate me so<br>

But yo, they will never take me though, I had to go like<br>

Montana, licking, sniffing crazy blow<br>

Still I be Hard to Kill like Seagal<br>

Warrior built, big shield and long sword<br>

One Six Ooh'ing it, doing it, king size<br>

Salutations, that's respecting the king eyes<br>

For those that follow my lead, attract to the light<br>

At the same time, marvel the speed<br>

I'm so dope, I can bottle it free<br>

The most influential, modern day murderous he<br>



Yo, deep in the bungalo, chopping the motherload<br>

Carving my own path, taking another road<br>

I need a son to soul, he brought the troops with him<br>

It sounds presidential, I got the truth serum<br>

Don't want the booth near him, respect in the sabotage<br>

I'm on the patio, stretched in my camouflage<br>

And my grammar's hard, the Wolverine skeleton<br>

I be the yellow man, snatching on the other brand<br>

But on the other hand, light up the darkness<br>

I'm stir fried, nigga, yeah, I'm heartless<br>

My apartment is a hole in the wall, nigga<br>

Pass me the rock, stop holding the ball<br>

I told you before, under worser conditions<br>

Chessboxing, nigga, mic's a dead body position<br>


<i>[Masta Ace]</i><br>

Aiyo, it's time to make cash dinero<br>

I'm going to the Summer Jam concert to bash your hero<br>

Lie up in your bedroom, smash your bureu<br>

We looking for the money, man, pass the Euro<br>

Apartment to pesos, pass the yen<br>

And, we don't want to have to ask again<br>

Cuz we ain't gon' be laughing then<br>

These three men, take on your whole staff and win<br>

Look, labels stay messing with a cat's future<br>

And that weighs on me heavy like Rasputia<br>

But I still keep spitting like a shortshop<br>

I'mma be sitting at the table when the cork pop<br>

You gon' be sitting at the table with a porkchop<br>

Lacking on the beat like a short cop<br>

It's your boy Ace, BK's own<br>

All you ringtone rap dudes, please stay home, come on<br>



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