Lyrics The Projects - Wu-Tang Clan
Peace
God
Peace
to
the
Gods
How
you
God?
Studyin'
one-twenty
right
now
Call
me
back
at
the
God
hour
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?
Projects
My
niggaz
survive,
just
like
a
movin'
target
Projects
Where
niggaz
live
and
some
sell
garbage
that's
Projects
Try
to
escape
the
flyin'
shells
dodgin'
New
York
projects
I'm
livin'
large,
yo,
stop
miragin'
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
Maxwell
and
Get
Smart
Through
entertainment
Welcome
to
The
Killin
Fields,
with
Johnny
Dangerous
Headbanger
boogie
niggaz
goin'
through
changes
Projects
My
niggaz
survive,
just
like
a
movin'
target
Projects
Where
niggaz
live
and
some
sell
garbage
that's
Projects
Try
to
escape
the
flyin
shells
dodgin
Projects
I'm
livin'
large,
yo,
stop
miragin'
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
attached
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
1 Impossible
2 Second Coming
3 Heaterz
4 Hellz Wind Staff
5 Dog Sh*t
6 Maria
7 Cash Still Rules / Scary Hours (Still Don't Nothing Move But the Money)
8 A Better Tomorrow
9 For Heavens Sake
10 Visionz
11 It's Yourz
12 As High as Wu-Tang Get
13 Bells of War
14 Black Shampoo
15 Duck Seazon
16 Intro
17 Older Gods
18 Severe Punishment
19 The City
20 The Closing
21 The M.G.M.
22 The Projects
23 Little Ghetto Boys
24 Wu-Revolution
25 Reunited
26 Triumph (feat. Cappadonna)
27 Deadly Melody
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