Wu-Tang Clan Lyrics
Wu-Tang Clan Lyrics
"Bronx War Stories Lyrics"
LOOKING FOR TODAY Lyrics
It's complete but obsolete All tomorrow's become yesterday In demand but second hand It's been heard before you even play Up to date but came too late Better get yourself another name You're so right but overnight You're the one who has to take the blame Everyone j
It's complete but obsolete All tomorrow's become yesterday In demand but second hand It's been heard before you even play Up to date but came too late Better get yourself another name You're so right but overnight You're the one who has to take the blame Everyone j
Verse 1:
I'm fucked up
Most brothers don't have it like me
Like my brothers in the peep, doing half a century
See God I know it's hard
Black stay in ya zone
Big Dust we lost touch see you when you get home
And my man Stan just got back from doing ten
On some bullshit now his ass is back up again
Wait, Ned did 9 straight
Came home knocking cats out
Playing what's that all about
Aiyyo, you gotta maintain killer
I wanna put you on
So you could be a tee big armed guerilla
And to my peoples in the struggle,
When everyday is a hustle so nobody move
Some Trains Never Come Lyrics
Billy had an eye for looking She had her eye on him They may know how they stayed together Be it sink or swim Through the autumn, through the winter You'd never see them apart Then Billy left for a summer job That girl she broke his heart CHORUS Don't you know
a muscleBilly had an eye for looking She had her eye on him They may know how they stayed together Be it sink or swim Through the autumn, through the winter You'd never see them apart Then Billy left for a summer job That girl she broke his heart CHORUS Don't you know
'Cause Kelly got popped from her man
Both found dead, Money still had the pistol in his hand
Power moves all up in my building selling crack
And kids around my way they just don't know how to act
Like my little man stole drugs got some kids fed
And Ted found him dead with a bullet to his head
Baby brother to my man van
But life gotta go on
You still got me in the God born
And what's his name dies from AIDS
Mom dukes outta commission from breaking bothe her legs
[Chorus]
Yo the inner city life controlled by the outer world G
Another Bronx War Story<
Too Little Too Late Lyrics
I pulled the knife from your back. Back stabbed through my chest. My hands are in the air... The tears you cried die. Quick with selfishness. Too little, too late. Learn from and grow. I'm sorry I let you go, but now you're gone, learn from and grow. We've seen so much, you and I. We've erased the darkest
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Sometimes I have to search for information to find outI pulled the knife from your back. Back stabbed through my chest. My hands are in the air... The tears you cried die. Quick with selfishness. Too little, too late. Learn from and grow. I'm sorry I let you go, but now you're gone, learn from and grow. We've seen so much, you and I. We've erased the darkest
Why was we put in these certain situations
The inner city life controlled by the outer world G
Another Bronx War Story
(Repeat last line 4x)
Verse 2:
Peace see God you held me down like a weapon
The Fam I ran with born the ghetto legend
Big shot is set on and dead on KingPin
You and Big just kept mad bells ringin'
Cross town niggaz still fryin' I hold it down
Lord niggaz ain't wid all the shit we was down for
I'm still struggling bubbling for paper
The herds like back in the day to pull a caper
Just Kiss Me Lyrics
Just kiss me And forget all about that other stuff Kiss me Your big red lips, I think, will be enough Don't worry with your lipstick I'm gonna kiss it all away Throw away your lipstick That ain't your color, anyway MY LIPS ARE YOUR COLOR SO LIPS, STICK WITH ME!
The takers, now I got a plan to expandJust kiss me And forget all about that other stuff Kiss me Your big red lips, I think, will be enough Don't worry with your lipstick I'm gonna kiss it all away Throw away your lipstick That ain't your color, anyway MY LIPS ARE YOUR COLOR SO LIPS, STICK WITH ME!
Put it short import export to foreign lands
Stand forever like birds of a feather
Together whatever if niggaz flip that's clever
The weather change but the style still remains the same
Who's to blame with the neighbourhood fame
I knew the game since the days that I played as a shorty
[Chrous]
Another Bronx War Story
Sometimes I have to search for information to find out
Why we was put in these certain situations
The inner city life controlled by the outer world G
Another Bronx War Story
(Repeat last line 4x)