Lyrics Projects International Remix - Wu-Tang Clan
[Raekwon
the
Chef]
The
Fuck?
It′s
just
the
new
way
of
thinkin
Light
up
the
broccoli
kid
Throw
the
relish
in
my
back
pocket
Keep
your
eyes
open
Push
your
seat
back,
just
flow...
That's
how
we
doin
it
Bound
by
honest
sword
take
over
the
set;
rap
from
here
to
Que-bec
Throw
up
the
tech,
crash
your
intellect
select
a
vet
Swimsuit
mammal
handle,
yo
every
fly
vandal
go
to
project
Slam
you
like
Hamill′s
wife
'fore
the
scandal
Wally
sandal
just
a
sample,
my
niggaz
fertilize
thoughts
Yo
mad
support
drink
a
quart
then
bamboo
When
nasty
can
blew,
my
pen
sterile
won't
perform
if
I′m
not
lampable
Askin
my
man′ll
get
you
slapped
down;
play
the
anthem
Lit
it
who
wit
it
champagne
get
it,
that's
the
ticket
Solid
nines
soundin
like
crickets
snatchin
worker
shipment
Pull
the
air,
long
dick
it,
we
talk
right
before
we
left
lifted
Just
like
a
long
sleeve,
guess
who
rip
it?
[God]
Projects
[Rae]
My
niggaz
survive,
just
like
a
movin
target
[God]
Projects
[Rae]
Where
niggaz
live
and
some
sell
garbage
that′s
[God]
Projects
[Rae]
Try
to
escape
the
flyin
shells
dodgin
[God]
New
York
projects
[Rae]
I'm
livin
large
yo,
stop
miragin
[Method
Man]
Sign
of
the
times,
conspiracy
to
overthrow
the
mind
Behind
every
fortune
there′s
a
crime
This
technique
is
tech-9
Blast
at
any
Close
Encounter
of
the
Third
Kind
This
be
the
evil
that
man
do,
we
dismantle,
any
adversary
Them
niggaz
all
thumbs
and
can't
handle,
my
flurry
Hear
me,
you
jam
all
you
want
to
scare
me
Don′t
even
kid
me,
shit
in
my
coke
aimin
at
cha
kidney
Pressure,
Red
Hot
like
Chili
Pepper
Black
'n
Decker,
hardware
avoid
the
leper
Five
o'clock
shadowboxer,
hold
down
the
sector
Bet
ya
bottom
dollar
lecture,
be
hard
to
swallow
Double
oh-seven
mark
The
secret
agent
that
Max/well
and
Get
Smart,
through
entertainment
Welcome
to
The
Killin
Fields,
with
Johnny
Dangerous
Headbanger
boogie
niggaz
goin
thru
changes
[God]
Projects
[Rae]
My
niggaz
survive,
just
like
a
movin
target
[God]
Projects
[Rae]
Where
niggaz
live
and
some
sell
garbage
that′s
[God]
Projects
[Rae]
Try
to
escape
the
flyin
shells
dodgin
[God]
Projects
[Rae]
I′m
livin
large
yo,
stop
miragin
[Ghostface
Killah]
Suck
my
dick
it's
the
kid
with
the
fat
knob
I
bust
all
into
ya
face,
plus
it
come
in
globs
Quick
get
on
your
knees,
with
yo′
sweet
pussy
let
it
breathe
Two
fingers
is
all
in
your
hole,
think
I
can
fit
three
Your
pink
lips,
spread
it
in
shit,
let
me
throw
my
dick
in
Grab
my
shit
and
place
it
gently,
on
your
clit
Ping-pong
pussy,
wide
world
of
wombs
titty
saggin
Stomach
on
some
scriveled
up
prune
shit
Too
much
air
in
your
pussy
you
screamin
that
it's
TALKIN
TO
YOU
DADDY,
fart′s
breathin
out
your
lips
splashin
my
dick
badly
Use
vinegar,
to
try
to
tighten
up
your
ginger
All-mighty
dick,
ran
in
with
a
cape,
some
call
him
engine
Lightning
rod
bob,
black
candy
cane
attatched
to
God
Thick,
like
a
great
adventure
cigar,
in
your
garage
Pregnant
pussy
have
you
fall
out,
like
Remi
on
the
house
Watch
the
teeth
for
slobbin
my
shit
You
bit
it
on
the
couch,
dry
pussy
leave
the
friction
burns
Plus
beef
I
hone,
the
condom
broke
Bitch
you
got
AIDS
I'm
shakin
in
my
bones
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