
Rivers of Blood Wu-Tang Clan (Ft. Kool G Rap)
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[Intro: RZA]
The Chinese have a saying: "Dangerous men will meet in narrow streets."
And so it was
War raged between the clans, and that meant pressure on me to make more weapons
And as word of the gold shipment spread, strangers suddenly appeared in jungle village
[Verse 1: Raekwon]
Ayo, ayo, Machete still stainless
The archbishop run from the narcs
A crisp biscuit plus play the harp, wrist glisten
Goon captain, catch me in Africa black down with 4 5 Somalians
Black Timbs
Rubber suit Wonder Woman bangles, a blue coupe
I'm usually up on the roof countin' mad loot
Root beer reefer, teeth frame, doin' my 1, 2
Smokin' with a plain Jane trooper
Excellent with rifles, out in Japan
In a flight goose switchblade that poke out the Nike boots
Thrusted on a bullet train with chains on, gettin' my train on
Thunder money, make bread, brainstorm
All this is made for the Forbes list
Broads get pissed, say "Yo he fucked me out his drawers he dissed me"
All this is calculated, The Batman of the Black Hand
Mafia money, killas who rock Timbs
[Hook: U-God]
Bone crushing, smooth kicks, blades choppin' through bricks
Masters of the weaponry, sells to both cliques
Blacksmith with the iron fist
Bone crushing, smooth kicks, blades choppin' through bricks
Masters of the weaponry, sells to both cliques
Blacksmith with the iron fist
The Chinese have a saying: "Dangerous men will meet in narrow streets."
And so it was
War raged between the clans, and that meant pressure on me to make more weapons
And as word of the gold shipment spread, strangers suddenly appeared in jungle village
[Verse 1: Raekwon]
Ayo, ayo, Machete still stainless
The archbishop run from the narcs
A crisp biscuit plus play the harp, wrist glisten
Goon captain, catch me in Africa black down with 4 5 Somalians
Black Timbs
Rubber suit Wonder Woman bangles, a blue coupe
I'm usually up on the roof countin' mad loot
Root beer reefer, teeth frame, doin' my 1, 2
Smokin' with a plain Jane trooper
Excellent with rifles, out in Japan
In a flight goose switchblade that poke out the Nike boots
Thrusted on a bullet train with chains on, gettin' my train on
Thunder money, make bread, brainstorm
All this is made for the Forbes list
Broads get pissed, say "Yo he fucked me out his drawers he dissed me"
All this is calculated, The Batman of the Black Hand
Mafia money, killas who rock Timbs
[Hook: U-God]
Bone crushing, smooth kicks, blades choppin' through bricks
Masters of the weaponry, sells to both cliques
Blacksmith with the iron fist
Bone crushing, smooth kicks, blades choppin' through bricks
Masters of the weaponry, sells to both cliques
Blacksmith with the iron fist
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