Conditioner - Wu-Tang Clan
[ODB + Snoop]
Yeah
Huh, huh
Yeah
Fo' sho', fo' sho', you know that...
Knowhatimsayin, tired of takin motherf_ckin bullets for n_ggas and sh_t
Knowhatimsayin?
I feel you my n_gga
Catchin 45s, being chased by the government, sh_t like that
I'm diggin it
B_tches you know, mindscapin, tryin to set a n_gga up
Knowhatimsayin?
Yeah, MC Conditioner, yeah, knowhatimsayin?
Tired of takin motherf_cking bullets for n_ggas and sh_t Catchin
45s, being chased by the government, sh_t like that
I'm diggin it
B_tches you know, mindscapin, tryin to set a n_gga up
Knowhatimsayin ?
[ODB: HOOK]
MC Conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateur... [4X]
[Snoop]
Yeah, yeah
Wu-Tang Clan
Big Snoop D O double G
Somethin for the 2000
[ODB]
Your mama name Peter, papa name Cita
F_ck that n_gga, when it come to the heater
Be the elevator, p_ssy eater
Too desperator, got shot, a hibernator
Hit a n_gga later, he got to vacate 'em
Old Dirty corporata, splash, I'm up on the punanny flash
Bad gas, Macintosh, the light is red
Pee in the bed, I'm frustrated
For 29 years, no educated
High caded, cuz you kept it checkmated
What a waste, I'm up in yo' face like what
All you n_ggas I'm puttin you in your place
[HOOK with Snoop's "say what" at end of amateur...]
[Snoop]
Mr. No-Meaner, p_ssy ho-beater
I keep fo' heaters when I'm dippin with my vita
S_ckers they wanna beat us, join us but we don't need 'em
Pump 'em and defeat 'em, dump 'em, and delete 'em
This negro right here pimps hoes
I smoke so much dope I have ya bloody at the nose
Since my buddy at these hoes wit a bud like a rose
It just so happens I'm the n_gga that she chose
I flows above the rest, mos' def'
Got you shakin yo' ass, and you throwin up yo' set
Whatever you do, you keepin it true
Big Dogg and ODB, I thought you knew
Oooh, the Wu, is back up in this motherf_cker
Oooh, and Snoop, is burnin rubber on these s_ckers
It's a dog day afternoon
The Clan go bang, and the bang go boom
How you love it, how you like it, and how you get it
Do that damn thing and quit buillsh_ttin wit it
MC Conditioner, you could never say this boy is a amateur (say what)
MC Conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateur
[HOOK]
[Snoop]
yeah, yeah...
[BEAT SWITCH]
[Gza]
Yeah, pump that sh_t, testin
Check, 1,2, yes, yes, yes
Yes, yes y'all, to my n_ggas y'all
To my click y'all, you can't quit y'all
Wu-Tang bangin' that dope sh_t y'all
That make you wanna roll up and smoke sh_t y'all
To the beat y'all, you can't sleep y'all
On my flow y'all n_ggas don't know y'all
You see my style calm but wild
You witness the rhyme, nothin but dimes
The eightball murder verse, freestyle or rehearsed
I wreck emcees whether I'm last or first
What, what, what, what, hazardous dart
Visual long forgotten art
That fell apart, til the blood ran from the heart
Pump through the street, Rza make re-break beats
Packed seats, rapid fire raps at off track meets
And an arm tank, high rank, heavy metal shank
Blow 'em off the plank when they ships approach the bank
Wu n_ggas rollin, throwin the first rap slogan
Heroes of Hogan, shot up the military clothin'
Quickly blow up, rolled up in rappers like pennies
My brother stack tracks on the behalf of many
With the wisdom, power of, science from experts
Self applyin, that put giants in the network
The compact disc and televised live cults
Will multiply our strength, on a worldwide note
Yes, what, what
[Deck]
Yes, yes y'all, you don't stop
You keep on, til the break o dawn
Ah yes, yes y'all, you don't stop
Ah Wu-Tang known to make your body rock
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