Wu-tang Clan

Wu-tang Clan - The Black Diamonds

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[Verse 1]

Freedom of speech

Watch how I reach my potential

I still know hustlin, dope tracks

And instrumentals

Travel the world

Found black diamonds in the Everglades

Bought Temptations

Sky boxed in The Devil's cage, Globe Trotter, spot-rusher

I bust in your mouth like a Gusher

It's Wu Tang motherfucker!

I ain't mad , I cock My music in the chamber

I'm God's gift; heard I was born in a manger

Danger! Cosmetic face rearrange you

Leave you slumped on the chestboard found by a park ranger

Burst of adrenaline, bungee jump off of the ?

I skydive in some sky-blue Ferragamo's

In the streets heavy, my charms chunky

You damn right I fuck fans

And I keep the munchies

[Verse 2]

Loose canon, forty deuce flicks

To Paris, way back at the Palace

Like Mike Harris, callous

Fly nicest, metallic, bang mallets

Fly your whole carriage to Paris

The black Pat Garrett, carats on

Donna Karens, guys die trying to

Drive the McLaren

Islamic, got chronic out on the terrace

Angelic body lie cold without spirit

My finest hour, you sacrifice to a higher

Power. Fly from the tower, I fly sour

And raw powder, .40 cal give your pal a shower

Oh shit! My new Calvin Klein trousers

Night prowler, your life is ours

Knife your Eddie Bauer, leave you

Push up flowers. You ain't counting

Chip-counters, niggas is pimps, your bitch

Shouted. The 650 get cloudy..

[Verse 3]

Could it be? Don't discriminate

We dudes black and blue, smack on crews

Like they're food, taking space up

On my dinner plate. Depending on

My mental state, the mood that I'm in'll

Make me charge like a bull, pull the tool out

And ventilate you, sinner taste you down

Make your crown face your frown, full of

Rounds from the pound that detonate when

They penetrate. Tell you always been a snake

You don't move like I do, imitators hate the fact

That they can't do what I do

I'm mindful of my rivals, I can

Smell em when they slide through

? my arrival, they won't even get a side-view

Won't know that life is over

Til I'm standing right beside you

It's not that I don't like you, motherfuckers

I despise you. The other different pedigree

Not cut from the same cloth, stay G'd up

From the feet up, while your heart pump duck sauce

I love it when they tough talk

My guns love to bust off, but every time

I squeeze they call police, they bus me up north

Sinister the finisher, they label me a menace

And got mad when I laughed at the judge

During sentencing, not glorifying prison but

I'm built tough for bidding

It's survival of the fittest shit

I living in ... every hour to the second

I'm gaining my respect

Never catch the guard in the yard

Sharpening the weapons, got shooters

On demand, new crews for the Clan

Sticking everything moving, more loot for the fam

Ain't a damn thing changed, just say the name, bitch:

Wu Tang

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