One Blood Under W (Featuring Junior Reid) - Wu-Tang Clan
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One Blood Under W (Featuring Junior Reid) Lyrics
Run'din from fires of the city, and tee blood
Blood, blood, blood.. blood
You two ta both from EE-hee-ma, ah ya both from Jahnker
You ta both from fire outside
You both from To-ah-ee
One blood, one blood, one bloodI was rollin', showin' my age, unshaven
Rugged with my Timberland boots that paid
I walk with a slight lean from the way that my heat
Givin' a green the shine infra-red beam
At the street traffic light recorders
Takin' pictures of our corners
Cameras on the side of the buildings, we destroy 'em
The Chameleon throws cream to children, out the window
We movin' in unmarked vans, disguised as a light tan
With plastic phasers in rubber hands
Fuck fame, I shoot a hole in a 50 cent piece to test my aim
How dare you call the Gods in vein!
Not knowin' the seriousness of this and why I came
To Earth, feet first
I dare you lion tame to the beat of the drum
No questionin' to the session, I walk with gun
The magnum of bust-es head for many directions unknown
Another statistic, change the ballistics
On the nozzle, make em goggle and swallow
Scrape the craters of the brain for data
Old scriptures on withered paper
Beginnin' take shape and form
When the gods get on it and crash your college dormYou two ta both from uptown, ah your both from downtown
Your ta both from An-ah-town, ah yeah both from 'round town
One blood, one blood, one blood
The pussy 'nit find it
Travel w'on, raise your wine
That's blood yud, bloodNow verse 2, even more deadly than the first, unrehearsed raw footage
Part 2 for you, I give this dedication, project elimination
He's a burnt offering, nothing up my sleeve
I'm just vanishing with the vanishing cream
Here's Jews to live by, 'dentify before you intake can't leave with weed
Fuck that, you waist no time in search of those who can't breathe
A bum only has one time to explode
When I break I'm takin' everything,
Turn the city streets to Dusty Rhodes
Behold this return of the Invincible Tone
Rude like Governor Tuse and King Toustume,
Who gave the order to bust 'em?
Don't ask this is Genuine Draft
Blueprint ultimate legit sting international, stone love classical
Comin' back, to attack in black fatigue
Wu-Tang and Junior Reid
Songwriters
NORMAN, MONTY/TURNER, ELGIN/REID, JUNIORPublished by
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