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Текст песни Buddha Monk f Spiritual Assassin, War - Undeniable Force

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* only appeared on the promo version of this LP[Buddha Monk](Intro... intro.. intro...)It`s the Manchuz, come to get on thruIt`s the Buddha Monk with that slang that cutsAll you other MC`s, it`s time for you to duckOther than the Wu, it`s who, I know your crewI break out on that ass, like glass, mixed with glueYou crazed, never amazed, with a name, you craveI come with that roughness style, that never fadesYou fucked, and you ducked, and you`re hit with the front gunsNiggaz should have told you that you`re shed of luckTo fuck with my shit, I`m that MC who`s a killerCarried by the track, gonna be leavin spine chillersLet`s get wicked, cuz your style is addictiveIt makes me mad, I grab my fuckin biscuitDangerous fish, take these looks, and don`t approach thisI leave many wonderin, whether I`m God-lessThis drama, I drop shit like atom bombsand if you touch my skill, you`re the one it will harmWhy do you want a name that doesn`t even fit you?I`m bustin out with actual facts, your style is wackHere`s the run-down, I`m deadly like a virusBreakin down foes like the colonize piratesWhy you wanna test the `chuz?Like the fourty fuckin beams, what you niggaz wanna do?Huh? Shootin thru your town, nigga, lay that ass downIt`s the sharpness of this tiger that moves with no soundSee me get raw with my sharp-core styleShotguns, aimin at your chestpiece, BLAOW!See me get raw with my sharp-core styleShotguns, aimin at your chestpiece, BLAOW! BLAOW! BLAOW! BLAOW!Comes from far, but hits very nearIt`s the one and only, War, things and just peace no more![War of Zu Manchuz]Gotta get the fuckin gauge, cuz niggaz actin stupidTime for the War to get hype with rebel shitBodies droppin, like rain falls, that hit the groundMy sounds breakin hard from the Bronx or the Brown` poundAvoidin oppenents, niggaz lookin hard and wonderin rocksI rock knots, and blocks, with my nine, glockSo ease back, War comin thru with the armyIf you had Bambino family, you still couldn`t harm meI strap your shack, like I keep your fuckin shipmentWar gets civil, react, like a mad villian>From Sing-Sing, bets that ass and have your things hangAn eight plus one, son, no shame to my fuckin nameThe murder plain, who`s to blame? What`s my name?War child, son, it`s time to rearrange your fuckin faceYou`re a disgrace to my racesThe ghetto nationality, you nimble, cuz I aced it[Buddha Monk]See me get raw, with my Brooklyn Zu styleShotguns aimin at your chestpiece, BLAOW!See me get raw, with my Brooklyn Zu styleShotguns aimin at your chestpiece, BLAOW!We`re not finished yet!You are now about to enter the realm,of, the Spiritual Assassin *echos*[Spiritual Assassin of Zu Manchuz]Yo, it stops, leaves your brainIt`s not stimulated to bring the painI got `em dazed, runnin thru mazeswithout flippin the pages, choppin heads off for agesAssassin`s technique, your grave the punishmentIn the light, eyes close, and accurate with the sliceFightin fear, streets in here, clearSpeak and chi is deep, deep in a vaginaFor attacks, gangstas backwards, so I creap up behind youLike ass, MC`s is gased off of dieselSo it`s target practicin, with you fuckin weaselsOver the top, your only zone is to get droppedWesley Snipes, but I`m the sniper, thirty/thirtyAnd rust leaks is dirty, it`s on my fuckin bulletsNow pull it![Buddha Monk]Ahh.. watch out, here I come with my Deadly VenomShootin thru your town like that old Bruce JennerYou`re runnin, lookin for cover, but you discoverI kill like atom bombs, there`s no need for deep coverMy missile rocks, flood watch, I missed spotsI`m sure off to return, like Backland suffered germsmany fall victim to the madness of my chemistryBlink one time, and I`m bound to demolish theeAhh.. it`s the killa straight from the villaRiddler, peddler, mind cell dweller*laughing*[Outro: Buddha Monk]So, as you enter the realms *echo* of Manchuz *echo*There are too many chambers for you to enter without your crewWe lock down, states to states, nations to nations *echo*cuz this is a Wu-Tang Killa Bees creation *echo*and we out *echos*

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