Wu-Tang Clan - Careful (Twang vs Tang Remix) LYRICS

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f/ Blak Twang



[Blak Twang]

Come on, all my British youths go OI! (OI!)

Whether you're jiggy ragga youths or b-boys

It's the South London trooper super eagle super with wu

London Zoo elephant breakin' out to scare crews

BE CAREFUL, mind how you step to me blood

You don't wanna start trippin out like you're on ecstasy drugs

Show respect to the Gods or get your bones left in the dust

(OI) Salutin rude bwoys or rowdy guffs

Knowledge of the self for the Twang (BLAK, BLAK)



[RZA as Bobby Digital]

Wait, hold up, chill, what's that son?

Damn nigga got fuck shit, huh?

The God stack, watch nigga run

Seven in the center of your eight point sun

Old type grip on the God-U, Now you

best be Careful, can't dodge two

Self-heats aimed at your dome piece

Father U C King police



[U-God]

Somethin in the slum went rum pu-pum-pum

Somethin in the slum went rum pu-pum-pum



[Masta Killa]

Yo Rae it's been a long time son

Since we bust gun, clap Glaciers

Ran the world and snatched paper

Return to the 36th Chamber

Proceed with caution as you Enter

We have an APB on an emcee Killa

Looks like the work of a Masta



[Cappadonna]

Somethin in the street went bang, bang

Makin it hard for you to do your thang, thang

Somethin in the street went bang, bang

Up in the force game, wildin money for grabs

I ain't fuckin with crabs, outta state

Cop two labs, hop two cabs, back on the Av.

Stab you with the vocab, catch me at the big dopey head

Tryin to re-up, keep my feet up, snake niggaz in the cut

Hold the pride up, your time is up

No love, heat start to bust, niggaz you can't trust

Deal with lust, seen him at the ball games with James

Somethin in the street went bang, bang

Makin it hard for you to do your thang, thang

Somethin in the street went bang, bang

Makin it hard for you to do your thang, thang



[Ghostface Killah]

Somethin in the hood went click, click

The box cutter went click, click

Somethin in the hood went click, click

The box cutter went click, click

These are the bones, bones from the grave

Yo, Hoodini, G-Dini, rhymes only, Noodles sprinkle throw yo Embry

Climb like the deficit, profits, death threats to Israel

Slid through Bethlehem, bong on one wheel

Syringes, rubber bands, needles, the sixties

Granddaddy Caddy, was coppin six g's

B'Gosh all that, Oshkosh jumpers

Pink Champele, brown paper bag, wall to wall pumpin



[U-God]

Beats in the camera guys, cause terror in ya eyes

Sweat on the hammer fly, Ways of the Samurai

News flash bulletin, Gods on the prowl

We full again, rough men, scuffed Timb's

Sonic bionic lens, RZA console

Is it Bush or is it Dole?, front row at the Super Bowl

Black gold in my soul, on the whole, stroll

Don't go boy, you on parole, you don't know?



[Inspectah Deck]

Someone in the back went clack, clack

Money is stacked, now bust ya gun clack, clack

Someone in the back went clack, clack

Money is stacked, now bust ya gun clack, clack

Made 'em throw they hands up and then lay flat

Rap pack, eat up, the average alley cat

Prepare for the impact, when we contact

Known to drop facts that crack your hard hat

Must I Show N Prove? Trust I, bust I

Make your head spin like chrome 20's on the Buggy Eye

Benz, who contends? Wu like the Super Friends

Who's Your Rhymin Hero? Wu-Tang rules again

Someone in the back went clack, clack

Money to stack, now bust ya gun clack, clack

Someone in the back went clack, clack

Money to stack, now bust ya gun clack, clack



[Cappadonna]

Somethin in the street went bang, bang

Makin it hard for you to do your thang, thang

Somethin in the street went bang, bang



[Ghostface Killah]

Somethin in the hood went click, click

The box cutter went click, click

Somethin in the hood went click, click

The box cutter went click, click



[U-God]

Somethin in the slum went rum pu-pum-pum

Somethin in the slum went rum pu-pum-pum



[sample]

Careful, Careful, Careful, Careful



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