Radioactive four Assassins Lyrics by Wu-tang Clan

Radioactive four Assassins Lyrics

    "you will be punished (wu-tang style)
    For all your evil deeds. (wu-tang style)
    Be warned - you will suffer.. (wu-tang style)
    .. justice!" (wu-tang style)

    Slept on this hazardous enterprise
    Hit from the back, from a long range attack in disguise
    Week self-captivity became months
    Those who were holdin it down they hold a pump
    Do we delay the conflict and prolong the suffer?
    Got a mass of starvin niggaz wanna eat supper
    Unfair corruptions lead to abductions
    Creatin wider circles of destructions
    So we attack, with the pen and blaze in
    From the terrifyin to the fascinating
    Quick to slay a narrow minded nigga that's hasty to give credit
    Full of hostile overtones mixed with wack edits
    They heavily defended airfields
    But they bodies rot behind punctured steels
    When i greeted you, you didn't hear a piece of my voice?
    Oh that water was my liquid of choice
    Forensic couldn't tell it, it was nine tons of steel pellet
    Powerful projection, noise is deafening
    Carrier battle groups, that's threatening
    Higher level bombing, plus
    The shipment in hand known as alarming, bells ring loud
    In the same crucial manner but different style

    (wu-tang style, wu-tang style!)

    [raekwon the chef]
    Aiyyo once again, all blunts again
    Yo the real remain silent, any type of violence i'm in
    Allah's helpful most, innovative raps
    That brought wealth through, shot out the belch too
    We holdin, automatic semis with sick lines
    Run up, body niggaz, break down shoddy niggaz
    Styles so sharp, state of the art
    Greater the mark, flyest creator sprayed layin darts
    Flowin like water, "apocalypse now"
    Gun out blaow, wow the shit's wild when you short us
    Runnin through parkin lots, don't get caught
    Let off, bark your shots, we outta here, off the blocks

    [method man]
    It ain't all to the good, muh'fuckers hatin in the hood
    Gotta a hundred wolves waitin in the woods
    For the clan's forthcomin
    I miss you in the game a court summons
    And fugitives of rap caught runnin, y'all get locked up
    E'rything was wack 'til we popped up
    And got it on and poppin like orville reddenbacher
    Potnah, you ain't got no wins in mi casa
    Wu-tang got ya, like every ghetto got a tasha
    Request lines are now open, you see these mc's chokin
    And thinkin, "what's that shit they be smokin?"
    I'm so focused, simple chronic halitosis
    Keep my shit funky when i spit this braggadocious
    [hach, spit] y'all niggaz got some fuckin nerve
    To critic what i write, that's my muh'fuckin word
    Blah blah blah, like n'sync
    Kiss that ass "bye bye bye" knahmsayin? i ain't playin

    [masta killa]
    Many shall come, few chose to stay exact
    Track after track i'm fightin for survival
    Before me i see hills and mountains they sway
    The words gotta move and the crowd's like the ocean
    I walk water holdin y'all suspended with the vocal
    What's the total people that came to see the gods?
    I gave thought talent, construct my best poetry
    Potentcy, high-level content
    Side effect may cause a tec to eject, many places
    All ages streets to cages, split faces
    Shoutin nuff love to the peeps from miami
    We live from pulaski and spread glassy

    [cut and scratch: "wu-tang style"]