Wu-Tang Clan – CRAZY 8S Lyrics
Artist: Wu-Tang Clan
Song: CRAZY 8S
(ghostface killa) -a yo i dropped outta school when i was 2 years old changed my own diaper went on the road-party every night and the play pen put a b#tch in there wit me n#gg# im scrapeing-now im a grown man running round like rambo knife in the booth when i lay my vocs- cant front yo i did a few lines a coke then i slammed jenna jameason lit up a smoke
(inspectah deck) – youll never know a better flowwer its a daily show like trevor noah-the money useta talk now it scream at me paper bags make em all wanna squeeze at me – colder then the ice man bobby drake cuz showing n#gg#s love only got me hate- im straight outta park hill really the squads ill we show em more hands then card deals
(solomon childs) – intense like the posion of a cobra you hear the fat lady singing and its over domination david and goliath you cant see the truth when you bias intense like the venom of a spider you aint in my circle you a outsider xcaliber live in the fire you cant see the truth when you bias
(remedy) – yo it’ll cost more to barry you then what you worth tossed shovels full a dirt and put you under the earth 8×8 64 bars of perfection alined like the stars in the heavens they search for the remedy behold its the truth untold x in the solid gold 2 ton stone- my fortune is based on brains and exstortion f#ck the world i’ll blow it outta preportion
(methodman) – gorilla then the planet of the apes i write a punchline and plant it on ya face eat a punch you aint even got a case heres the shoker you dont even gotta chase you late and you aint even got a case get your karma wit ya cake not a killer you aint even got the tape this a air force one not a vape but hold alotta weight in the game you aint even gotta wait wutang
(street life) yo ima suspect person of interest fbi still cant figure out how i killed it forensics couldnt explain my horendous methods that i use to display my vengeancebrain scan 3d diahfram cant ditect to understand the mental thoughts of a madman – the evidence left them clueless sonar radar cant track to catch my movements
(masta killa) -yo ima bad mutha f#ck medina warrior wit the black bandana the panter im the answer my work aint for hire ima pint of cancer stick but ill fire dressed in my justified homiside atire i kill so masterfully for your desire – i do this sh#t wit ease the chief ali got the mic under siege mcs freeze or get buckled at the knees –
(cappadonna) the death rate rise when you enter my zone i killem all one of my bars split they running from don sh#tting on they self waiting for bars that’ll lift they feet smack they face and 36 shalion twist all haist sh#t 45 caliber spit youll get ya face changed son f#ckem all w’s everywhere when you hear the call
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Release Year: 2007