pearl harbor (remix)
Singer:wu-tang clan
forty wolves on deck with burners in their snorkel
ghostface killahs with degrees in gynecology/gun-ecology
shoot your old lady in her privacy
a bunch of ho-ho-hoes wanna ride with me
i'm caught up in these strong-arm robberies
these pussy niggas shot at me
kept a burner in her purse
that was the gift? that's the curse
'cause it's not about the image
and how they kill your image with a verse
i'm telling every member of your church
they gon' have to put your image on a shirt
i might leave somebody bleedin'
or watch me catch a homi'
even hit you in the lobby
shotty pop ya like a molly
probably leave you hardly breathin'
don't try to blaze with johnny even if you got an army
dirty money in the laundry
might hit you with the tommy
you can catch me in the party near the speaker not speakin'
forty wolves on deck with burners in their snorkel
ghostface killahs with degrees in gynecology/gun-ecology
shoot your old lady in her privacy
a bunch of ho-ho-hoes wanna ride with me
i'm caught up in these strong-arm robberies
these pussy niggas shot at me
you ever been face-fucked with a four-fifth?
facial expression is stressing like 'oh shit'
that's the shit that i don't like
non-rappin' rappers in the booth and they don't write
fuckin' stupid ass rappers
acting out of their character
i fucks with wu-tang and a couple of new niggas
i don't weirdo with queer clothes
when it enter your earhole
it's a thing of pure beauty
everything that's spittin' is written by yours truly
niggas do anything for it like klondike bars
i'm the greatest of all-time
how should we forget the latest with alzheim's?
forty wolves on deck with burners in their snorkel
ghostface killahs with degrees in gynecology/gun-ecology
shoot your old lady in her privacy
a bunch of ho-ho-hoes wanna ride with me
i'm caught up in these strong-arm robberies
these pussy niggas shot at me
merciless with the flow with the spit i'm ridiculous
i do the beatbox on they clitorous
smack your chick on her keister
the conquistador rockin' the mink on easter
never cease to amaze the crowd
they won't be shootin' you with no cannon
you verses the god is godzilla verses gamera
cannibal with animal instincts
think hannibal with the elephants channeling six tanks
new york nigga 'bout to slick quicker-picker-upper stick
pick six hitter for the whole team
but the stick is still in the window
the sickest nigga from queens
forty wolves on deck with burners in their snorkel
ghostface killahs with degrees in gynecology/gun-ecology
shoot your old lady in her privacy
a bunch of ho-ho-hoes wanna ride with me
i'm caught up in these strong-arm robberies
these pussy niggas shot at me
trill nigga but i ain't gotta say it
i talk less and i listen more
usually about the slow booth with chef raw
been throwin' barrels to niggas' medullas
since slick rick been rappin'
graduated school of hard knocks when your mama was doin' things for hard rocks
let the ak go in your face
thug 1-o-1 was my motivation
forty wolves on deck with burners in their snorkel
ghostface killahs with degrees in gynecology/gun-ecology
shoot your old lady in her privacy
a bunch of ho-ho-hoes wanna ride with me
i'm caught up in these strong-arm robberies
these pussy niggas shot at me
forty wolves on deck with burners in their snorkel
ghostface killahs with degrees in gynecology/gun-ecology
shoot your old lady in her privacy
a bunch of ho-ho-hoes wanna ride with me
i'm caught up in these strong-arm robberies
these pussy niggas shot at me