AWA

Hold the Heater

Track byWu-Tang Clan

473
5
  • 2014.12.22
  • 4:07
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歌詞

Intro Hook(x2): WE KEEP IT RUGGED WE KEEP IT RUFF WE KEEP IT REAL WE KEEP IT RAW Verse 1: CAPPADONNA How come the streets don't want me to live Plus my niggas keep telling me fibs Plus the devil done poisoned my wis I'm doing this for my family and kids I'm trying to be wealthy Take my time right and stay healthy Said it before but I don't think nobody felt me yo Try to understand this hand that this life dealt me I'm on the verge of a whole new makeover My fake friends they can take it like a takeover I'm ready to eat I'm ready to grip it Got enemies everywhere I got chicks that's wicked Sick shit, Niggas doing wicked ass witch shit, bitch shit Telling jakes that I had your biscuit Niggas be wanting my leftovers I'm like a general that died and lost some of his best soldiers I bomb holsters and kill that dirt religion Murk that pigeon and I shoot the television Verse 2: U-GOD Got that trey pound on you Run down on you Hard boiled nigga Clan top soil My fam straight royal I'm a die loyal When them shooters come for you, better throw ya flag at em I'm pure gun oil Let em see that hand cannon Foundation strong, never ride a band wagon Andrew Jackson Hand to hand transaction Cops jumped out Caught him with his pants saggin' Criminal individuals up in here Wild like the theme park ride called the Buccaneer Weed in the Tupperwear Throw you off the upper tier Zoooo weee, I got all my niggas up in here Hook(x2) Verse 3: RZA Imagine the sound of your face scraping up against the gate Of a barb wire fence This is Bob Iron Fist Heart throb iron dick Hoes slob the knob quick This is odd so throw it in your iPod quick Verse 4: GZA _____________activity Constant movement Mind elasticity Such improvement Thought held to where it could black sandwood Spilling rhymes as if it was the Shaolin vineyard RZA had a mixture Then he added sound to the picture Co-author rewrote the scripture Math worked from birth doubled the net worth Amplified in a time machine of early earth The two way radio simple yet complex Receivers transmitters interesting context The emergence of the earliest atoms Transformed to level extremely hard to fathom Same soup different bowl Wu ceramics Same group on a large scale dynamics The wave triggered to burst the glass was shattered Galactic matter served on a graphic platter Hook(x2) Verse 5: METHOD MAN I'm an over achiever Power hungry over eater I-95 whip fly like an overseer I'm over confident but some might say I'm overeager Or over zealous Especially when it's over cheeba I got a soldiers feature I rock the coldest sneakers My sneakers so cold can't wear them unless you hold the heater Can't push me over either The goes for dolgiers I ain't got no love for posers neither Keep my composure I'm focused tryin' to roll the reefer Let's turn this up Forget the coke I'm tryin' to blow the speaker That's all she wrote One verse can turn your soul to Ether It's time to give me my respect Just like the old Aretha Hook(x2)

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