Wu-Tang Clan - Rushing Elephants(2007)

[00:00.32] Yo, yo, yo, what up kid? Yo, these niggaz is back, son
[00:04.58] (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm telling you, spit that, done it nigga
[00:08.69] Yeah... yeah... yeah, yeah, I seen it like a Zenith, man
[00:12.80] You hear me man? Word up, man, ya'll know what it is
[00:16.21] It's on again, man, for real, Top Gun, what what
[00:18.62] Aiyo, we came through thumping like elephants
[00:22.02] The new Range is super-charged, I remains intelligent
[00:24.80] Back to the formula, lord, hard grammar
[00:27.69] This is God school, make sure the lobby ain't jammed up
[00:30.26] Excalibur swords, T-Rexes, bibles of rhymes
[00:33.27] We in the lunchroom, weed and veggies for breakfast
[00:35.64] Polo campus, sicker lances, the crisp
[00:38.01] Hundred dollar kick niggas, that be showing you hand steps
[00:40.47] Back to the dormatory, where niggas
[00:42.91] Broke my forearm and index finger, now you write glory
[00:45.52] True holding my flag, it's all engraved in my blade
[00:48.34] So when I wave it, you gon' say Rae mad
[00:50.34] Now it's 28 Days Later, now Wu's up, do something, you can't
[00:53.41] It's blood in my eye, I might get amped
[00:55.75] To rip something down, the billboard holders is back
[00:58.48] So when you see me, you gon' say he gets down
[01:00.83] From darkness to DNA, I move with my brother
[01:03.36] And we resonate, energy that shifts in colors
[01:05.75] Bringing MC's punishment, then I'm done with it
[01:08.99] The meter leave way on the fast break, I run with it
[01:11.03] It was not a hobby, but a childhood passion
[01:13.47] That had started in the lobby and was quicky fashioned
[01:16.07] Every line to line, bar for bar is clockwork
[01:18.55] Hazardous and powerful enough to have your block hurt
[01:21.07] Check the total amount of MC's inflicted
[01:23.80] With torture, from moving with work that's restricted
[01:26.27] We criticize producers til they joints are right
[01:29.03] Then acupuncture the track with pinpoints of light
[01:31.30] Hitting them from well conceiled firing positions
[01:34.07] With explosiveness that'll make the deaf listen
[01:36.55] Drastic, pyroclastic, connected with the same old
[01:39.92] Down the dangerous slopes of an active volcano
[01:41.50] Blitz like the Green Bay Packers, sack like the linebackers
[01:44.35] Hang with niggas, like redneck crackers
[01:46.81] Strangle cold bottles of Beck's, like a vexed German
[01:49.57] Duck low behind the car, my tech burning
[01:52.21] Neck burning, from eight karats of sunlight
[01:54.46] Absorbed, in the grill, Big Pun like
[01:57.38] Lord of the Wu-Tang sword, know what that means?
[01:59.69] Like J.R. Tolkien, it's the Lord of the Rings
[02:02.07] This is my man, Chef, auto, like Grand Theft Auto
[02:04.70] The 18th letter, followed by the mark of Zorro
[02:07.13] Plus A, not for apple, but I pack an apple
[02:09.81] Shorty try to buck back, and knock me off the saddle
[02:12.31] Caramel, pecan, sundae, Pregline
[02:14.88] Plump breasts, was filled with saline
[02:17.30] Her big booty cousin, nasty Nadine
[02:20.05] Get you on the floor, whore tried to double team
[02:22.46] Is he still that nucca? Is he in the hood like that?
[02:25.75] Is he really strapped? Will he really split yo' shit?
[02:27.76] I thought you said he rap? Pull up in the yard, ten sets
[02:30.58] He ain't flexing, microphone ripping, heat holding
[02:33.12] Who testing? Rope-a-dope his black lotus
[02:35.32] Can't quote this, chat with the sword tongue
[02:37.94] Duck when the axe is swinging, wild Apache drum
[02:40.78] Crazy Horse kicking his thoughts, he won't quit
[02:42.93] Can't tell 'em nothing, he grown, give the man room
[02:45.70] Space was demanded, beat banging through the speaker
[02:48.32] Voice, heat seek missle, guided at the listener
[02:51.03] Swing to the gospel, catch up and wet at the brothel
[02:53.38] Unstoppable, direction of my flow, optional
[02:56.17] To the ear, depending on the current of air, the crowd's in
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