Wu-tang Clan

Wu-tang Clan - Ron O'Neal

rate me

Hook:

No matter what the weather we be getting our cheddar

So we can have a better tomorrow, oh, oh

Money, cars, superstars, getting ours, working hard

For a better tomorrow!

Coach, put me in the game

I'm for real, other peoples trying to put me in them chains.

Whatever the topic, let's put it in the frame

We can even load it, and cock it and put it in they brains

I'm saying, some rappers do it for a chain.

Kill yourself, I know killers that'll do it for some change

These veterans is slipping, they ain't doing it the same

I don't slip, set a pick and put a shooter in your lane.

Precise, like a shooter at the range

But I ain't trying to shoot it with you rappers,

I'll just shoot it at your dame!

Y'all never should have threw me in the game

Found a new word for weed, that was so me,

I threw it in my name!

My soul laid out on the block like arms spraying

The law hating, warring like blacks and Caucasians

God versus Satan,

I'm laying in the dark with the ...waiting

Letting off first basing.

Slim from the cotton club washing a scrub

Deuce high when he cruise by, spotting his love

Hold the mic like a 38 muzzle to snub

This flow, call it OJ blood on the glove.

Above rap, capital Gs speak on the facts

Please believe that, meaning that I keep it a stack

He's back, he a beast on the track

The only time that I go soft is probably with your freak in the sack.

Feel the bass make sure he shake,

Murder verse, first, 48

Manslaughter, nearly caught a case

I crack heads more than base

Stack bread when I orchestrate,

That said, y'all the base

Hook:

No matter what the weather we be getting our cheddar

So we can have a better tomorrow, oh, oh

Money, cars, superstars, getting ours, working hard

For a better tomorrow!

I seen niggas sniff coke through a crazy straw

Come out they shirts sweating bullets with the Bobby Brown jaw

Dry mouth, grinding back and forth plus he's steaming a Newport

We all holding the torch!

Few staircase murders, some burners don't blam right

Guns that kicked around the wall, you better stand tight

Full of X, AKs, wild in lobbies, bulletproof PJs

... spunned like the DJ

CSI traumatized by viewing the instant replay

Sponge bob niggas get scar, nigga

I'm off style in any section of the hood,

I'll pull your car, nigga!

Hook:

No matter what the weather we be getting our cheddar

So we can have a better tomorrow, oh, oh

Money, cars, superstars, getting ours, working hard

For a better tomorrow!

See ignorance wouldn't allow retreat

So you rather pursue death than admit defeat?

See ignorance wouldn't allow retreat

So you rather pursue death than admit defeat?

Yo, yo, hey yo!

I used to be so narcissistic, park the whips and spark the biscuits

Spit hollow tipped shells at the narcs with quickness

Live to tell the tale, cause only God's my witness

Been a long time, change gonna come son,

I'm optimistic!

I hold the shield like Ron O'Neal

Super fly, do or die, killer hill, Brownsville

Never win, never will, yes I can, yes I will!

Put a dot upon your knot then I shoot through your grill

Like a dentist, my apprentice speaks with a vengeance

Demented scientists counting bodies inside trenches

That's judges off the benches, got inches for y'all wenches

We plant those hot seeds then drove in cold winters!

Hook:

No matter what the weather we be getting our cheddar

So we can have a better tomorrow, oh, oh

Money, cars, superstars, getting ours, working hard

For a better tomorrow!

See ignorance wouldn't allow retreat

So you rather pursue death than admit defeat?

See ignorance wouldn't allow retreat

So you rather pursue death than admit defeat?

Get this song at:  amazon.com  sheetmusicplus.com

Share your thoughts

0 Comments found