歌手:Wu-Tang Clan
专辑:《A Better Tomorrow 》

Enter the Wu-Tang zone

Enter the Wu-Tang zone

Enter the Wu-Tang zone

Enter the Wu-Tang zone

We don't hunt deer
Vegetarian dishes from the concierge
Presidential suites
Presidential treats

Brazilian models oilin' up my feet
10 days a month
My girl pays for lunch
3 days a week
We work out at Crunch
Time after time line after line

Our stock increases
Rhyme after rhyme

In the valley of San Fernando
Found Q-Tip's wallet in El Segundo
Prolly been spotted on Telemundo
With more wild cards than a box of Uno

That spin like propeller
My dog like Old Yeller
Holler at the moon
My goons at Coachella

Enter the Wu-Tang zone

Enter the Wu-Tang zone

I got my hands in the pot
500 grand in the yacht
I'm the **** man with plans
To expand on every block
Wu-brand legendary hands
Hard as penitentiary rock
Now put that to your temple
The Wu symbol's 'bout to drop
Insert the beam on my Glock
Got that lean in my bottle
What that mean
High self esteem
Straight cream on the top
Ridin' chops similar to UFC kickbox

Kick rocks
Dirty trucker pit stops
**** grams in a Ziploc

Watch how the pitbull lock his jaws
Then lock your doors
Feds watch the boards
Hip hop spills out my pores
I be raw 4 plus 4 but 7 more
The Clan rock the tours
We be them reservoir dogs
Pioneer the frontier

Pioneer the frontier

Pioneer the frontier

Pioneer the frontier
Guaranteed I bang hard
I plan to leave the game large
No brainwash
The devil himself
Could not persuade God
My blade's sharp
Circle my square
I dare you Braveheart
Before I leave your head
In your hands
What's your name huh
My lines get in your cells like 7 Ls
Any problem
I address you
Like I'm sendin' you mail
Let me do well
They'd rather see me dead or in jail
But let it be my life story
If they ever do tell
Know I died for what I live
An intimate connection
For that infinite reflection
That's my wife and my kids
There's a price on my lid
So now my stock's high
And shots fired
My ******
Who was tight with the kid
I'm hot as Hell's Kitchen
With the oven on
Deck bomb
Teflon the rappers nothin' to a don
If I'm frontin' then respond
If not throw up your arms
It's the Killer Bee swarm
And your set the **** is y'all

You enterin' the 36
Masterin' the 18
Slide is what turn to 6
Hands down I crush bricks
Backs that'll break bats
This is what y'all wanted back
Classic Wu RZA track
With mathematic actual facts
That weigh heavy
The universal strikin' attack
Dance the drunken medley
Long axe blade machete
The shallow steppin' ninja

Pioneer the frontier

Pioneer the frontier

Pioneer the frontier

Pioneer the frontier

Pioneer the frontier

Enter the Wu-Tang zone