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アーティスト:Wu-Tang Clan  アルバム:Wu-Tang Forever  作詞:BOUGARD SELWYN/COLES DENNIS/GRICE GARY E/WOODS COREY  作曲:BOUGARD SELWYN/COLES DENNIS/GRICE GARY E/WOODS COREY 

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(Verse One: Ghostface Killah) Aiyyo I roll like a bat out of hell Evil acapell's fly spittin out of my grill Before I hit the sky with springtime colors, juicy as a Sunkist, Certain broads double dutch this, they carve it in they wrist, Pales berry blazes straighten the crumbs left on the stove, Clothes in my lady hair plus yours the look gold God, The old tainted bald technique Got these vestibules designer niggaz in they whips jumpin out they seats Eighteen, Bronzeman Part II We like Dorothy Hamill on ice, we in your hood we might circle, Hats down low in the Range Switch lanes, Change my tire, peel out Real loud on the stage yo, I shitted on your hood kid, I shitted on your hood, Got to your burner too late, I'm lookin real good, Draped out shinin like a fresh fifty cent piece Your girlfriend, c'mere, oh shit, you my man's niece, The gourmet pocket twenty bombs made of clay Sexcapades take place, we fucked in forty-eight shades Might walk up in your studio time slap your engineer It's lighter fluid to that style, hand me the matches now (Verse Two: Raekwon the Chef) Aiyyo rainbow Roley on the wrist, now what's this Niggaz bless this, eight and a half, Bally banana twist E shakes, puffin on lye, feedin the seed's plate Pullin out, old dirty eights to rob gates Major wake up, the kid tell tales, make a nigga head wake up Beats break, the nigga would take off his time Honolulu status, gladdest the rich rock cabbage And dollar vans grands That nigga mad savage, Stationary Hall of Justice, niggaz came clumped out Just came home, now they bunked out Money be longer than triple life til the sun burn out,


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