House Of Flying Daggers (исполнитель: Wu-Tang Clan)

[kung fu sample]
Hehehe, nobody is going to save you now
 [bad word]  GZA]
Soldiers in the front, let the heat pump
Troops on the left, fight to the death
Fam on the right, infrared lights
Wolves in the back, ready to attack, for what

[Inspectah Deck]
Yo, I pop off like a mobster boss
Angel hair with the lobster sauce, summertime can't top the scorch
Check my hot broad, I dropped the Porsche
FBI wanna watch the force, trying to lock my source
Where I'm from, hear the macs, techs, glocks and fours
Hide the safe, [bad word]  lock the doors
No respect for the cops and laws
In the land where your own blood brother still plot for yours
Seen things that'll drop your jaw
My soldiers got dropped in war, see the mural on the project wall?
Won't stop til I copped them all
Wanna block me? You gots to brawl, tray shots and all
Cuz I ain't on the clock for talk
The [bad word]  blow down the spot for sure
Still break off the block with raw, my stock is more
The General, watch your boy

[Raekwon]
Deep pockets with the eight on me, sleep with the safe in the wall
The cameras on with the make-up and all
Swap six 45's, twist reefer in the flicks
Poppy whoadie ride, bolt his gun off from know your horse, she lied
Fly criteria, bury me in Africa with whips and spears
And rough diamonds out of Syria
[bad word] don, only I could do wrong
Rock [bad word] hats, get crack money and drive a sick blue joint [bad word] less, I'mma blow regardless
Resume is straight up live, I shank niggas up for larger E's
And speak with the youth in the spot, eat the fresh [bad word] in the crop
All these hip hoppers eat [bad word] You can see me in the street or the yacht
I'd rather be promoting your block or buying fresh sneakers with gwop
Yo, I'm an ill dude, always been a real dude
Don't [bad word] around, I will spill on you and kill you in the field, boo
 [bad word] 2X]

[Ghostface Killah]
Leather jackets on, rocked up rock stars
Treacherous bank robbers, the plan gold dug, we pop guards
The team gotta eat, seeds is hungry, that's why we ain't scared
To dump on niggas, our guns is chunky
Usually we bust niggas down with back, swell up they joints
Elbow, wrists, they shins get cracked
We still humiliate, [bad word]  ruger pop, pulverize
Still got gear in the closet, that's stupid live
From [bad word] skullies, Oshkosh conductor jumpers
The train hats fit me lovely
Rae job is to make sure the coke is fluffy
While I politic his birthday bash with Puffy
Bagged Nia soon as I linked up, the kid ain't inked up
I'm an old mummy, my gold weigh as much as King Tut
Slippers, robes is minked up, under the doorag, bro
My three dimensional fade is clean cut

[Method Man]
Man, ya niggas ain't [bad word] to us, still a pistol bust
Split your melon like I split the Dutch
Got a lot of piff to puff, and I [bad word] for fisticuffs
Or for the cop that wanna clip the cuffs
Man, is Staten in this [bad word] or what, don't get it twisted, we
Twist it up and even mix with dust
See these fans can't resist [bad word]  they Wu-Tang for life
Scarred for life, they can't forget the cuts
Got a whole line of classic joints, and while you at it
Pass the joint, let's push this music past the point
Of no return, til they crash and burn, down the ashes
Then placed inside Ol' Dirty [bad word] s urn
When it's my time to go, for sure, ya [bad word] goes to war
What you think I brought these soldiers for?
To send shot like forget me not, at any [bad word] Respect niggas that figure they gon' get me got

[kung fu sample]
Your basic kung fu is no good
You can't move fast enough
And you don't have ---
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