Текст песни Ron O'Neal - Wu-Tang Clan
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
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!
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!
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?
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