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Radioactive (Four Assassins)

"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 pumpDo 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 destructionsSo 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 editsThey heavily defended airfields

But they bodies rot behind punctured steels

When I greeted you, you didn't hear a piece of my voice?

Or that water was my liquid of choiceForensic couldn't tell it, it was nine tons of steel pellet

Powerful projection, noise is deafening

Carrier battle groups, that's threatening

Higher level bombingPlus the shipment in hand

Known as 'Alarming', bells ring loud

In the same crucial manner

But different styleWu-Tang style, Wu-Tang styleYeah, 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 tooWe 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' dartsFlowin' like water, "Apocalypse Now"

Gun out blaow, wow the shit's wild when you shot us

Runnin' through parkin' lots, don't get caught

Let off, bark your shots, we outta here, off the blocksIt 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 summonsAnd fugitives of rap caught runnin', y'all get locked up

Everything was wack 'til we popped up

And got it on and poppin' like Orville Redenbacher

Patnah, you ain't got no wins in Mi CasaWu-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 braggadociousY'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" know what I'm sayin'? I ain't playin'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 word's gotta move and the crowd's like the oceanI 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 contentSide 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 glassyWu-Tang style, Wu-Tang sytle

Wu-Tang sytle, Wu-Tang sytle

Wu-Tang sytle, Wu-Tang sytle

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