Behold of the thousand teeth fist, swift and boneless You know 'cause Wu-Tang is invincible, you know what I mean? It's Wu-Tang Forever God (Invincible
scale D boys on the corner droppin' quarters like a wishin' well Ziplock in the freezer like yo momma's box of Zinfandel Sip it with ya southern bell
boys on the corner droppin quarters like a wishin well Ziplock in the freezer like yo momma's box of zinfandale Sip it with ya southern bell, bet ya
ex) Hes just my ex (f ur ex) Hes just my ex (f ur ex) And I think hes cool (then go f ur ex) Does my girl tink me a dunce? Belling off ya bloodclaat fone
Rappers can't come around, ya'll wide rap is dead Freeze, nigga, come off the bread Whole horizon, hit 'em with toast, a rap arising Ringing the boys bell
is done Wu-tang-o-phonics number one After the smoke is done Wu-tang-o-phonics number one After the smoke is clear Tang-o-phonics and wu-tang still here
the peeps from Miami We live from Pulaski and spread glassy Wu-Tang style, Wu-Tang sytle Wu-Tang sytle, Wu-Tang sytle Wu-Tang sytle, Wu-Tang sytle ...
Farewell, Angelina, the bells of the crown Are being stolen by bandits, I must follow the sound The triangle tingles and the trumpets play slow Farewell
Paris is only one step away Murder is only one step away Notre Dame is ringing her bells Another gendarme has gone to Hell Notre Dame is ringing her bells
Farewell Angelina, the bells of the crown Being stolen by bandits, I must follow the sound Well, the triangles tingle and the trumpets play slow Say, "
count me out My mates older brothers had a hundred little bungers Take cover cause we nearly burned down the house I remember when they took away my wu-tang Sittin there till the bell
I've thrown away those graces God knows I know I've thrown away those graces The Belle of New Orleans Tried to show me once how to tango Round and round
from mine But she never said hello to her neighbours L'hiver c'etait comme un fantome dans la maison Mais quand revenait le temps de la belle saison
bateau Un doigt de champagne, un toast au depart Dans les soutes le bagne et les heures de quart Des soirees mondaines, des valses ou tangos Aux ombres
mme bateau Un doigt de champagne, un toast au dpart Dans les soutes le bagne et les heures de quart Des soires mondaines, des valses ou tangos Aux ombres
knew it was his ever since they heard him just rhymin with Biz Slick Rick took us on Adventures with his bling Kool Moe Dee told us that Knowledge Is King meanwhile LL was rockin the bells
sordo perche i rincoglioniti d'ogni parte odian parecchio la liberta e la chiamano "vagiti", o "ostie" di un vecchi. Amore a specchio, e tanto bello
