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cryptive - hi wu-tang clan lyrics

(protect ya neck)

[cryptive]
i represent
the fleece, i’m the general try me
end up dead
you getting checked
we put a round in you squares
like a checker set
you check a set, you’re so doomed
we roll through, to collect your head
the team ‘ain’t nothing to f+ck with’
we may just ‘bring da ruckus’
protect your neck!
[huaru]
cut from the fleece of gold
hold the heat and then we unload
run them pockets and see no green
like a chroma kеy video
want the beef, then wе squeeze the chrome
watch your tone and best keep it low
we don’t play when we let it sing
no do re mi or figaro

[kirk]
leaving home’s a mistake and him
tryna fade me ain’t feasible
cream get rolled like a bakery
like a baker, we knead the dough
on a need+to+know basis
here are the bases you need to know
crypt, aru, kirk, & asa be strapped
like cases, we keep em close

[asa]
separating the sheep from goats
the team stay just deceiving foes
pulling the wool over peoples peepholes
i’m saying the fleece is over peoples domes
i’m entering your home and i’m creepin so
can’t be seen when opening the window; i’m in incognito mode
i’m sneaky with the chrome
and i’m a credible threat
condition finna be critical
step to me?
mcs had better hold techs
i’m a motherf+cker like oedipal s+x
unless you hoping to get medical debt
hoes should take a page from the book of loki’s wager; your neck you better protect!

(bring the pain)
[asa]
i’m insane and inane
i’m aimin’ and ain’t a name i won’t use in vain
severin’ veins
we innovate and invade
pen games nicknamed king james; it brings pain
i pull out the banana clip and shoot
pull out a banana, then shoot a clip just so i can catch you slippin too
if your mouth run then i’ll have your brain splitting too
that means itll be runnin out your skull when your brain split in two
i am a true
combination of wu+tang and the shoe+gang
introduce shady and fuse strange with it too
and kxng crooked
to name just a few
they taught me to
put pen to the paper; use hatred as fuel
now you call me one of the greats in the booth
thank them for bringing asa to you
cause catastrophe
cats atrophy
grab a beat
and craft masterpiece naturally
casually
rackin up the
casualties
that will just be
a necessary logical entailment after he rap with the fleece

(mighty healthy)
[huaru]
i keep the laser tucked
disintegrate everything in range
whenever i raise it up
yeah i got that razor tongue
sharp with it
dig the lyrics and put your carcass in it
blow your mind with such precision
its like a marksman hit it
i hardly fit in
the smart kid
who grew up to be an artist
made friends on the web like charlotte
kept to myself when talked with
what i won’t keep to myself is that
99% of yall are garbage
load the clip and blow
like old nintendo cartridge
i keep the mop like custodians
even roam the dark
my ego on, napoleon
dynamite leave you blown apart
this what you supposed to coast to
the fleece the new la cosa nostra
ironic how you freeze up
when i hold the toaster
you getting beamed up
you can call me scotty
i’m tryna get my c+notes high
like i’m luciano pavarotti
it’s the golden fleece
you best remember the name
we like the new wu+tang
we the best in the game

(guillotine)

[cryptive]
they think they
stopping the squadron, i chalk em
watch as i off em
the golden fleece
what i sponsor, my mantra is constant
anyone who trynna be blocking my chakras
i block em
or grab the chopper and block em like blaka!
i dog you, think you god, dog you
got it backwards i back words
pull out the god+u
if i got you, in my sights i got you
when i blow your mind
it’s a wrap
homicide on the one, two
that tracks, if ya listen ya find it
getting in fights i’m
never one to miss the excitement
stay
hitting rewind cause
i want to, guide you
i’m not one to f+ck with
leave you finished in five hits!
that’s dimak applying pressure
blast the mac, i’m frying lessers
stacking ammo, hand a mag
i’ll blast a mac your files error
that’s my mo
garrotte wire my lines’ll end ya
my main objective
providing terror, the cypher ender!

[kirk]
no biases, but if i offend you, i slightly meant to
when i enter cyphers, the lines i give ya
to decipher’s endless
we cycle into sick psycho tendencies, might get injured
when these knives get entered
we slide and twist the sh+t like we ninjas
young michelangelo
life is shredder, my mic is splinter
applyin’ pressure? no, it ain’t in ya blood there’s no hype or tension
scarring my legacy? they finna die
this rap game is my pride and
i’m standin’ on that sh+t like i’m simba
it’s like a bender
seen em pop then we peeled ‘em
and they know fleece is bomb, we release a drop and it k!lls em
if they ain’t sleep, i’m shootin’ the rest in they eyes
viewer discretion advised, b+tch
‘cause the fleece is not for the children
sh+t gon’ have you calling ya mama or talkin’ to doctors
last fool startin’ some drama been hoppin’ thru genres
i am not fond of you cops and i follow the law so if you say you have probable cause then i’m causin’ a problem

(heaterz)

[asa]
you spreading bullsh+t?
we air it out
the fleece
funny it’s summer cuz you couldn’t wear us out
we’re paramount
so prepare
my peers are malnourished
we appear as a pair of mountains
compared to mounds
of dirt
ray charles of rap
i’m blind as a bat
but the rap sk!ll i’ve harnessed has strapped me with enough artillery that i’m far from an easy target
even a marksman that practiced for eons to sharpen the craft of archery ought admit that
i’m stevie wonder
think of steve spitting; hocking a rap
nah i’m the steve hawking of rap
but i’m smarter than that!
if you a fake then i shoot
pull the toy and let it talk
now you in my trunk
there’s a snake in my boot

[kirk]
you snakes in the booth
really thinkin you snape in the stu
makin a new name: a crew wu+tang would approve
fools hesitate, our group’s never played in they coupe
our sound don’t resonate ‘cause they just can’t relate to the truth
i came with a crew to expose every angle of you like an anchorman do on the news when he breakin’ a scoop
but all they gonna view is a pay+per+view tape of you slew
like we majored as film making students, our aim is to shoot
leave the table red too, ‘cause we don’t talk it out
just release at will
and they done let the monster out, like releasin’ bill
could be impaled and beat you still with the fleece instilled
the fleece of myth is often talked about, but believe we still+

[huaru]
keep it real
with or without the sk!ll
you think you ill?
it’s a tale
that you won’t live to tell
in detail
c+ck and i shoot
the pen is my weapon
with it, give ’em h+ll
hop out the booth
and instead of sweating
i’m just dripping hail
the fleece is a force of nature
fans fiending
we feed ’em four
in 3 weeks
it’s a form of make up
for being gone
no need to be alarmed
when we shake up
just know that if you been sleeping
this be your warning to wake up
heat it up
we smolder your flame
no we won’t be sweet
with people known to openly strain
tryna smoke the fleece
it’s beef until they know that they can’t
then they wanna join the team
please don’t ask to roll with the gang
it’s a no, kapeesh?

[cryptive]
golden fleece showing them what doper mean
stay k!lling em and spilling blood for the rush of dopamine
with the pen im nice as f+ck
but they say i’m doper, mean
i’m dope i mean
i’m shooting up rappers
leave tracks marked with the
chrome i squeeze
flow od, copycats
ain’t surviving a small dose
think you can scan the lines and you
pay the price like a barcode
i sayll make them a target
trading lines find em all ghost
writers won’t go far
they get iced like in fargo
i’m far gone
trashing tracks
battery charged up back to back
slapping meek artists they staying silent
that’s a fact
if haters b+tt in
taking it further they’re
making a murderer
i take apart one and give em a closed casket d+mn…
classic play, atcha wake
leaving all your fans afraid
cause i might send a couple with you
just because i can okay?
chambered rounds is trained in shaolin
we beasting
golden fleece meets wu tang clan it’s fleece season!

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