Wu-Tang Clan – Hollow Bones Lyrics

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High potency Thai
Smoke a bag of black and feel the vibe
Born to be wise we form on a rise
The corner mean five, horns in disguise, throw on your slides
Young niggas racist, smokers is basing, we seen the eyes
Laying up, playing the cut, what, stay in the truck

Something told me duck, folded me up, my shoulders struck
Out of luck, fucked the Pradas up, fell in a daze like a Golotta snuff
Niggas tried to body me up
I'm in the lobby bleeding, niggas in the waiting office probably eating
And sprinting and beefing, when they heard the shots called the precinct
And seen barber nieces beast
Some niggas shot Shallah features and shot through his Ellesses
Bent the spinal cordless creatures
I'm gagging and flagging a cab down
Guess who in the Benz wagon, dragging my sound down
Macking it was Dale Breedy the greedy
Conniving-ass snake genie
Cop with a bikini who murdered charge and benini
I'm feeling wheezy and I'm drained from the cheeba, grieving
Ain't even looking decent

Seeing police niggas reaching

That splash against my hollow bones
That rocks my...

[Inspectah Deck]
Fleeing the crime scene speeding
Beefing leaving behind cream
Not even peeping that I was leaking

Won't see the precinct just got a recent case beaten
Still jakes are creeping
Don't blow your spot, stay the weekend

Keep the Ruger peeling who's squealing
Few knew the dealings
Keep the steel concealed in
Cause we got no time for feelings

Eyes on the building guards are on the corners illing
Million dollar block villain plotting on a killing
Feel like, a superhero talking like a true Deniro
They boost his ego path and broke down, reduced to zero
Cops fill reports hoping I'll reveal my source

That splash against my hollow bones
That rocks my soul
Oh oh, oh oh

Outside the check cashing, flashing
Dipped in fashion

Five cherry-faced faggots tried to cash in
They keep laughing, Ghost you'll get your face bashed in
Who gave you these privileges son? why you maxing?

And we... fiendin to take those
Move slow, I'm hearing how you broke Rob's nose
And I heard you keep a banging hammer
Golden brass diamonds embroideries
That was stolen that you haven't reported, G
Make very little noise, my shit hiccup
Don't make this big stick up big up me and the boys

I thought for a second then chose rather than froze
Had the Gem Star in my hand
Yo what the fuck yo! that's when I ripped Timothy
Snatched and dipped, jumped right in back of him
Had the mini axe tool, faxed him

Shots rang off, bing-boggle-de-dum

That splash against my hollow bones

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