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Wu Tang Killa Bees

and the lord of the score Used to hover here now it's cutting your vocal cord No mo' speaking the lies to the weak 'Cause I'm about killing these guys

Wu-Tang Clan Wu-Tang Killa Bees The Swarm Vol 1 Bronx War Stories [Verse 1:] I'm fucked up Most brothers don't have it like me Like my brothers in

Money like the Brink truck, bomb you till you faint I roll with top rank, soon to judge the angel's saints I'm ghetto like, 'Sun-do', Wu-Tang Clansman

nothin' sweet, we gotta eat In the jungle, yeah, we rumble with the wees Ain't nothin' sweet, we gotta eat In the jungle, yeah, we rumble with the bees

[Intro:] Wu-Tang Holocaust punishment Yo, yo, yo, yo Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo [Verse 1:] From the hills of the Pacific I bring fury

The Legacy (Get your minds ready, get your rhymes ready) And held a breath of life, resurrect the death of Christ What you got to sacrifice, I'm on

to be seen, on the TV screen Gambino Cappacino to the Afro Sheen Stay black, where I'm at, high road to rap council Splash love to Wu in a orderly tonsil

from our God and burned of our bones (never again) (never again) NEVER AGAIN NEVER AGAIN The final solution Is now retribition Remedy, Wu-Tang

for this cheese I run up in your lab and make your anti freeze Its like that, from the Stat where I live at The bees are snakes and they just feed off