Текст песни: Wu-Tang Clan - Redbull



[Redman]

RZA came and got me, this what I came to do, come on

Ring the bell so it`s time to eat

Brick Dog stash weed inta AMI-seats

Bomb isdide the palm

Doc rock a wifebeater with me beatin my wife ass ironed on

The front with my pump built like the Klumps

To carry it I take the spare out the trunk

I stay hungry, I ain`t worked for days

That`s why you see the pump when the curtains raise

Blast! Don`t panic

Do I gotta explain how I tame and lock the rapgame single-handed?

Hell nah! I won`t tell you son

If I find a wack ID I sell you one

Doc and Hot Nick, Inspectah

My lecture`s like Hannibal Lector`s

Where`s the ketchup?

Don`t speak on it, shut ya trap

I see ya whole crew yellow like mustardpacks

Ah woo, Doc in my own zone

You say you got the rapgames sewn, but it`s sewn wrong

I ride through ya hood in a Mr. Softee truck

Then pull a mac out a box of snow cones

Yeah, ya little fucks

Gimme ya fucking money!



*Shout-outs from Raekwon and Ghostface*



[Method Man]

Uhuh, check it

I`m hotter than a hundred degrees with my coat on

Playing with a dynamitestick, where did I go wrong?

Somebody pull the fire along when Jonny stomp

If ya lukewarm leavin ya clothes and boots torn

Pro`s and con`s, megabomb`s and so-on`s

By arid actions try MC`s to get their roll on

First issue got issues

What is hip-hop to Hot Nickles?

It`s like Funk Doc to snot tissues, word

Look at my hand and get the third

Finger out ya earhole like: Fuck what you hear

Now that`s what I call harcore, let`s act fool

Mr. Fix-It like Handyman I pack tool

I been shitty, I`m from the veils of the city

And just because my outfit match don`t make me pretty

Baggy Dun Gurees, dick need room to breathe

In a room full of crackers I might cut the cheese

Ain`t no rules to the game, if it is we aint playin

In your business like EPMD, "So What Cha Sayin`"

You co-designin that bullshit yo man tryin

Chaka chaka cha-ta tatat!!

Slugs flyin



*Shout-outs from Raekwon, Ghostface and Inspectah Deck*



[Inspectah Deck]

Yo, ya

Check, the code echos from magazines to the big screen

Fo` wheel machines like ya wits scream

Kids fiend from the urban to sub-urban

Roll upon me thirstin like: Hey, hey, Mister Dream-Merchant

We roll longer than dice in a casino

Cee-lo in the 4, 5 or 6 with double 0

Behind the tinted windows I lay low

On some hydro tryin to slide from the 5-0

But now I get wild similar to Ol` Dirty

On third time fellon just hit with over 30

No worries, style have em so thirsty

First degree heats are quittin on me

Cold turkey, no mercy

I bring the pain of a hundred migraines

But a thousand shoutin my name that`s why I came

But first bring the cashburst, then the outburst

My surround sound pound ya ear like Jevon Kearse

I flex muscle outside I find a next hustle

Trouble with ya here and face the TEC-muscle

Even the best buckle win

I take it to the exteme

It gets ugly, but it`s what a nigga do to get cream

This life



*Shout-outs from Raekwon and Ghostface*

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[Redman]

RZA came and got me, this what I came to do, come on

Ring the bell so it`s time to eat

Brick Dog stash weed inta AMI-seats

Bomb isdide the palm

Doc rock a wifebeater with me beatin my wife ass ironed on

The front with my pump built like the Klumps

To carry it I take the spare out the trunk

I stay hungry, I ain`t worked for days

That`s why you see the pump when the curtains raise

Blast! Don`t panic

Do I gotta explain how I tame and lock the rapgame single-handed?

Hell nah! I won`t tell you son

If I find a wack ID I sell you one

Doc and Hot Nick, Inspectah

My lecture`s like Hannibal Lector`s

Where`s the ketchup?

Don`t speak on it, shut ya trap

I see ya whole crew yellow like mustardpacks

Ah woo, Doc in my own zone

You say you got the rapgames sewn, but it`s sewn wrong

I ride through ya hood in a Mr. Softee truck

Then pull a mac out a box of snow cones

Yeah, ya little fucks

Gimme ya fucking money!



*Shout-outs from Raekwon and Ghostface*



[Method Man]

Uhuh, check it

I`m hotter than a hundred degrees with my coat on

Playing with a dynamitestick, where did I go wrong?

Somebody pull the fire along when Jonny stomp

If ya lukewarm leavin ya clothes and boots torn

Pro`s and con`s, megabomb`s and so-on`s

By arid actions try MC`s to get their roll on

First issue got issues

What is hip-hop to Hot Nickles?

It`s like Funk Doc to snot tissues, word

Look at my hand and get the third

Finger out ya earhole like: Fuck what you hear

Now that`s what I call harcore, let`s act fool

Mr. Fix-It like Handyman I pack tool

I been shitty, I`m from the veils of the city

And just because my outfit match don`t make me pretty

Baggy Dun Gurees, dick need room to breathe

In a room full of crackers I might cut the cheese

Ain`t no rules to the game, if it is we aint playin

In your business like EPMD, "So What Cha Sayin`"

You co-designin that bullshit yo man tryin

Chaka chaka cha-ta tatat!!

Slugs flyin



*Shout-outs from Raekwon, Ghostface and Inspectah Deck*



[Inspectah Deck]

Yo, ya

Check, the code echos from magazines to the big screen

Fo` wheel machines like ya wits scream

Kids fiend from the urban to sub-urban

Roll upon me thirstin like: Hey, hey, Mister Dream-Merchant

We roll longer than dice in a casino

Cee-lo in the 4, 5 or 6 with double 0

Behind the tinted windows I lay low

On some hydro tryin to slide from the 5-0

But now I get wild similar to Ol` Dirty

On third time fellon just hit with over 30

No worries, style have em so thirsty

First degree heats are quittin on me

Cold turkey, no mercy

I bring the pain of a hundred migraines

But a thousand shoutin my name that`s why I came

But first bring the cashburst, then the outburst

My surround sound pound ya ear like Jevon Kearse

I flex muscle outside I find a next hustle

Trouble with ya here and face the TEC-muscle

Even the best buckle win

I take it to the exteme

It gets ugly, but it`s what a nigga do to get cream

This life



*Shout-outs from Raekwon and Ghostface*

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