Wu-Tang Radio 1

You ever see someone who roll with Mayweather, rhyme like Ricky Hatton
Smash whatever you throw, 1000 is what I'm battin'
Got a few hooks but no jabs
Took them out your corndog books and notepads
I get it, you Got Rich robbing those in the industry
 Bite off this one, steal from your enemy
Never try to play the hottest one out your camp
 He might step off and take half the juice from your amp
Enough to make you vogue on the cover of GQ
Only missing the sheer blouse, homie, you see-through
Stop sipping on that Formula 50
 They want heat, I'll give it to them burnt and crispy
Rhymes too short to box with God, so stretch it
Especially these overrated rap steppin fetchers
I told you if I rain, there'll be an eternal drizzle
 Woodwork strips being chipped to charred chisel
One verse shatter your spine and crush your spirit
No matter what, you still window shop for lyrics
If you's a pimp, put chicks on a stroll
 And if those your soldiers, give 'em bigger guns to hold
Who Shot Ya? You don't have enough on your roster
Move like a Fed, talk like a mobster
That Yayo slangin, please abort it
 Too many cuts on it, cokeheads they won't snort it
Spray the Flea-Unit with pesticides
You can get your best ghostwriters, get them all to testify
Have you ever been stung by a thousand hornets?
Five hundred killa bees, buzzing and really on it
Whipped with Cuban Linx, cut with Liquid Swords
 Choked by Ironman 'til we crush your vocal cords
You ain't nothing but a pig in a blanket
Hoghead, the deadliest food at the banquet
 All this rap crap that's trapped in your colon
 Only means, get rid of the wack shit you're holdin'
Sweet-tooth dudes stay out the candyshop
You ain't gotta handcuff 'em to see the panties drop
A few cats is looking for a rat with cheese
Got something to pitch? They all swing a bat with ease
Get your ankles rolled while doing your two-step
 Leave a Thank-You note for the crutches the Wu left
Proactive rap, you know they put drug in the cream
You hallucinate, see Kanye in your dream
And yo, I don't smoke dust; I dust off Smokey and the Bandits
 With the brush stroke off the canvas
 I walk on your Gators and lizards
Raise the lynx that was killed for your minx, you be rocking them Blizzards
 Wanna be caught 'til you walk the D-Block
 To get a transfer, I'll spread your wings like Peacocks
I was an emcee while you was in Nutville
On a world tour, you was gettin' your guts filled
Ten years your senior but I flow like I'm twenty-one
Straight from Medina with a mass of many suns
Supernova give off gamma-ray bursts
And I'll finish this, only cause I let off first

Gza - Paper Plate

Ghostface Killah - Watch Your Mouth

Washing away the Sins, 
The Strings begin to Play
The Devil he Grins, the Jin
The Sins are washed away
Unlimited Wins 
you swing his way,
The Dark Side of Apartheid 
Where Seagal Died 
Streek Streak, 
that's the Car Tires 
The Sins are washed away
He Grins, you Swing his way

Glance through my Lense
Or take a Ink of the Pen
Im Sober, well thats Depends,
Contreband on the Ends
Crawling out the Den
The Shooter came with a Gen
Generation X
He Glitch off a Text
Love him to Death
Shoot when he Step
Got Posties to Rep
Veteran Plays he Branish the Vet

Washing away the Sins, 
The Strings begin to Play
The Devil he Grins, the Jin
The Sins are washed away
Unlimited Wins 
you swing his way,
The Dark Side of Apartheid 
Where Seagal Died 
Streek Streak, 
that's the Car Tires 
The Sins are washed away
He Grins, you Swing his way

Promethazine on my Breath
I promise I Love him Death
Bible, Gun, where he Slept
Coverted Debt,
She Wept for 70 Days and 70 Nights
The Crescent MoonClip had to show him Light
Doberman Pinscher, Careful the Bite
Handcuffed him as he read him the Rights
Sent to the Den, no lumination in Sight


Washing away the Sins, 
The Strings begin to Play
The Devil he Grins, the Jin
The Sins are washed away
Unlimited Wins 
you swing his way,
The Dark Side of Apartheid 
Where Seagal Died 
Streek Streak, 
that's the Car Tires 
The Sins are washed away
He Grins, you Swing his way

Be Careful the Devil he See you
Bulletproof but you ain’t See Through
The Ashes of Hell where meet you
I was a Sinner, yeah me-too
The Youngest Nigga gon Bleed you
He don’t like talking to People
Drowned in a Bucket of  Evil
Unconicous the nigga ain’t Breathing 

Washing away the Sins, 
The Strings begin to Play
The Devil he Grins, the Jin
The Sins are washed away
Unlimited Wins 
you swing his way,
The Dark Side of Apartheid 
Where Seagal Died 
Streek Streak, 
that's the Car Tires 
The Sins are washed away
He Grins, you Swing his way

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