Текст песни WU - TANG CLAN
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Текст песни WU-TANG CLAN - One Of These Days
[Chorus: sampled singer (Inpsectah Deck)]One of these days and you wont be long (It wont be long now)One of these days and you wont be long (You bound to come up)One of these days and you wont be long (Keep your eyes on us)One of these days and you wont be long (Yeah, yeah, yeah, Deck)[Inspectah Deck]( )I'm from the home where the buffalo roamAnd niggas don't give a flyin' fuckTalk with signs up, walk with the iron tuckedLeave your eyes wide shutMoney bag's on +The Table+, gots to get locked upRebel I's simply slicker, pick up a pretty sisterDig her out on +The Table+, bend off the remy lickerHead splitter, deliver so cold I send shiversFrom many figures, battle the world or any niggaI'm Uptown +Saturday Nite+ like Bill Carr'sGot weed in the jars with vanilla cigarsOn the strip, eyeballin' the chicks, holdin' the mixBlast off of my shit, vibratin' the whip[Chorus: sampled singer (Raekwon)] One of these days and you wont be long (That's what you call it pa)One of these days and you wont be long (Chef!)[Raekwon]Yo I'm sicker than the V12 [X5]With cracks in the Rolly jumper all we do is Drink fuckin' DriveReal niggas raise up, Mommy get your feet off +The Table+The cable luck bare, my man got me one on his leckleIt's nothin' for me to get up with you, guts with youBlow off them matches and sit up with youAiyo the streets, what is gettin' more crazy?Stressin' me nothin', investin' the leathers, we all into things blazin'Slingin' coke is just a normal habit, rappers we wearStraddlers with cannons and hatchets gettin' cheersYatzis are fresh off the block, block squeezin', it's realIf we get real, put pop, poppin' at your blocks equalTake these niggas and throw 'em in lakes, it's businessRake these niggas on the mic, display your ninjasNines crowns verses your nine townsRun up with nine 9's, brown down, get to lyin' you down[Chorus: sampled singer {U-God} (Raekwon)] One of these days and you wont be long {Yo} (That's what you call it pa)One of these days and you wont be long {Yo, yo}[U-God]I come from the slums, I ain't no dummyMy testiment talk, represent moneyThis +Verbal Intercourse+, fueled by exhaustThe bread winner, head spinner, coldest with the forceNo remorse, endorse the rap artistSo flamboyant cos I pimp slap the hardestEver since the +Triumph+ we've been missin' them soldiersWe came tonight, boy the mission is cobra, full exploderBulldose through the rubbish, I'm in too deep boy