Wu-Tang Clan Woodchuck Lyrics

[Intro: Warcloud]
West Coast, West Coast
Killa Beez..

[Warcloud]
Antlers, hammers and hacksaws
The withered poetry of a man with no name, America
Cement mixture fall upon an ice cream, Holocaust the many
Greet with b_____ handshake, Wu Empire and colleagues luxuriant
You torn like tape off football, helmet chip
Four cups of crushed bricks, half cups of roses
Smoke egg green and yellow candy cane
Zombie still cooped in a cottage with orange teeth
Pistol still pointed at the floor, spinal crunch
Blood hits snow and heart, scoop it up in hand falls
Bathe in the river, the waterfall runs red
Sasquatch Yeti battalion with one head
In the lonely place, dollars raises the marbles
We break open forearms, Earth, the last hour
Out in the D house, playing a hand of spades
Fist-full of grenades, blow out the watch light
Convicts rally at moonset, the last
Clothes stay smoggy, old carnival wind chump
Sideshow freaks, bellydancers and gypsies
One of the woodcutters, village Architect
Eighty-eight sandwiches, thermos and a lunchbox
In the harsh realm, viewing the Indo b___erflies
Fluttered, dined and mossed, off with dusty wings
Bodies lay soaked in the desert, throats gouged out
Chunks spittin' out of their hands, I had a purpose
Will you still love me tomorrow? Architect
Will you still love me tomorrow? Holocaust

[Timbo King]
Royal Famous, blame us
Yo

My first whip be a Chrysler
So when you see me you say, "Chrys' is comin"
Ice numbin ya neck, throw one of those
Strong notes, Indian pose, flat footed
Yo my back hearts, feel like them crumbled wings
Bless by the Heaven kings, my crown piece seven rings
Money to earn, money to burn
Give some, lend some, take it, f___ it
Be stingy off a stash if you have to
n____, what? Flip a pack of if you have to
Passion, p___ the s___, ya highest bidder
Buy from the streets, cop at wholesale price
Motel models, go tell five-oh
Five-oh follow the black El Dorado

[Crisis]
Who got that real s___ n____z blast to, b____es shake they a__ to?
Hit you up with the hood when we pass through
Black Knights, Royal Fam got that hot s___ (yo)
Topless in the c___pit of my drop six
.. in the c___pit of the drop six

[Meko the Pharaoh]
Yeah, yo

Give me beats like this I start burnin
Wack MC's, ya still learnin
Just like punk cops that rotate on ya block
Millions of people was gonna hear the North Stars shot
While the worlds rock mental, I hold presidential
Bare essentials, Wu-Tang credentials
Makin n____z catch wind chills when my N.S. wind build
n____z better get real
Even though I stay p___y drunk, run with Kurupt
In a red mini van fed tinted, smokin on that spinach
All funny n____z get planted, I got that Long Beach s___ like J. Bennett
The rest of y'all n____z sound like women
Scared of my sword when it's given
Y'all n____z better stop pretendin
Cuz the words like I'll speak, we'll keep 'em printed
Kill or be killed is what I'm representin
.. representin

[Cilvaringz]
Yo, yo, check it, yo

As 7 clouds form the storm,
I baffle Gabriel the archangel with death, death to
his first born, Earth mourns Wu Killa Beez on the swarm
From the battleship throw darts that be acrid
We ninjas, we backflip with tactics of antrax
Arise like the novice from earth under canvas
Of the Clan, fist to fist, kamikaze shock this
Like n___ documents Apache Helicopters strike down
near the bunker of the Glocksmiths
Shop the Dirty Weaponry, Tecs from the 70's
Gone With the Wind, I slung mines within
My men tackle dikes with the 7 deadly d___s
Neglect my covenant, my government enslaves you to
my Hall o Double Justice and bloodstains your
judgement, so prepare to be slain by the truth
It's Blood for Blood When All Hell Breaks Loose son

Wu-Tang Killa Beez from Shaolin Europe
Black Knights, Royal Fam
It's Cilvaringz, one