Protect Ya Neck (Bloody Version)-Wu-Tang Clan

[00:00.000] 作词 : Wu-Tang Clan [00:01.000] 作曲 : Wu-Tang Clan [00:07.720]Wu-Tang Clan coming at you, protect your neck kid, so set it off the Inspector Deck [00:14.910]watch your step kid [00:17.910]I smoke on the mic like smoking Joe Frazier [00:19.470]The hell raiser, raising hell with the flavor [00:20.860]Terrorize the jam like troops in Pakistan [00:22.690]Swinging through your town like your neighborhood Spiderman [00:25.210]So uhh, tic toc and keep ticking [00:27.160]While I get you flipping off the shit I'm kicking [00:30.050]The Lone Ranger, code red, danger! [00:32.270]Deep in the dark with the art to rip charts apart [00:35.100]The vandal, too hot to handle [00:37.040]you battle, you're saying Goodbye like Tevin Campbell [00:39.370]Roughneck, Inspector Deck's on the set [00:41.180]The rebel, I make more noise than heavy metal [00:44.010]The way I make the crowd go wild, sit back relax won't smile [00:46.960]Rae got it going on pal, call me the rap assassinator [00:51.100]Rhymes rugged and built like Schwarzenegger [00:53.370]And I'm gonna get mad deep like a threat, blow up your project [00:56.550]Then take all your assets [00:58.870]Cause I came to shake the frame in half [01:01.120]With the thoughts that bomb, shit like math! [01:03.130]So if you wanna try to flip go flip on the next man [01:06.120]Cause I grab the clip and [01:07.430]Hit you with sixteen shots and more I got [01:09.940]Going to war with the melting pot hot [01:12.160]It's the Method Man for short Mr. Meth [01:14.510]Moving on your left, ah! [01:15.960] [01:16.900]And set it off, get it off, let it off like a gat [01:19.880]I wanna break full, c**k me back [01:21.730]Small change, they putting shame in the game [01:23.940]I take aim and blow that bitch out the frame [01:26.300]And like Fame, my style'll live forever [01:28.020]Niggas crossing over, but they don't know no better [01:31.040]But I do, true, can I get a "sue" [01:33.300]Nuff respect due to the one-six-oh [01:35.150] [01:35.710]I mean oh, you check out the flow [01:37.960]like the Hudson or PCP when I'm dusting [01:39.790] [01:40.350]****** off because I'm hot like sauce [01:42.050] [01:42.680]The smoke from the lyrical blunt makes me [01:45.010]Oh, what, grab my nut get screwed [01:47.510]Ow, here comes my Shaolin style [01:49.260] [01:49.880]Sloop, B. A. Buh-B. Y. U [01:52.190]to my crew with the "sue" [01:53.750] [01:59.130]watch your step kid [02:00.130]c'mon baby baby c'mon [02:01.060]Yo, you best protect your neck [02:03.940]First things first man you're ****ing with the worst [02:06.940]I'll be sticking pins in your head like a ****ing nurse [02:09.190]I'll attack any nigga who's slack in his mack [02:10.970]Come fully packed with a fat rugged stack [02:13.240]Shame on you when you stepped through to [02:15.690]The Ol Dirty Bastard straight from the Brooklyn Zoo [02:18.270]And I'll be damned if I let any man [02:20.330]Come to my center, you enter the winter [02:22.550]Straight up and down that shit packed jam [02:25.110]You can't slam, don't let me get fool on him man [02:27.630]The Ol Dirty Bastard is dirty and stinking [02:29.520]Ason, unique rolling with the night of the creeps [02:31.410] [02:32.250]Niggas be rolling with a stash [02:34.130]ain't saying cash, bite my style I'll bite your mother****ing ass! [02:36.970] [02:37.500]For crying out loud my style is wild so book me [02:39.700]Not long is how long that this rhyme took me [02:41.750]Ejecting, styles from my lethal weapon [02:43.770]My pen that rocks from here to Oregon [02:46.140]Here's Mordigan, catch it like a psycho flashback [02:48.330]I love gats, if rap was a gun, you wouldn't bust back [02:50.950]I come with shit that's all types of shapes and sounds [02:53.560]And where I lounge is my stomping grounds [02:55.700]I give a order to my peeps across the water [02:58.050]To go and snatch up props all around the border [03:00.270]And get far like a shooting star [03:02.280]'cause who I am is dim in the light of Pablo Escobar [03:05.080]Point blank as I kick the s****e biz [03:07.410]There it is you're ****ing with pros and there it goes [03:10.030]You chill with the feedback black we don't need that [03:12.410]It's ten o'clock hoe, where the ****'s your seed at? [03:14.670]Feeling mad hostile, ran the apostle [03:15.860]Flowing like Christ when I speaks the gospel [03:17.990]Stroll with the holy roll then attack the globe with the buckus style [03:22.960]the ruckus, ten times ten men committing mad sin [03:26.300]Turn the other cheek and I'll break your ****ing chin [03:28.710]Slaying boom-bangs like African drums （we'll be） [03:31.240]Coming around the mountain when I come [03:33.350]Crazy flamboyant for the rap enjoyment [03:35.470]My clan increase like black unemployment [03:37.180] [03:37.930]Yeah, another one dare, [03:39.860]Tuh-took a genius （to） take us the **** outta here [03:42.690]The Wu is too slamming for these Cold Killing labels [03:45.270]Some ain't had hits since I seen Aunt Mabel [03:47.350]Be doing artists in like Cain did Abel [03:49.660]Now they money's gettin stuck to the gum under the table [03:51.850]That's what you get when you misuse what I invent [03:54.210]Your empire falls and you lose every cent [03:56.210] [03:56.830]For trying to blow up a scrub [03:58.970]Now that thought was just as bright as a 20-watt light bulb [04:01.550]Should've pumped it when I rocked it [04:03.620]Niggas so stingy they got short arms and deep pockets [04:06.070]This goes on in some companies [04:08.300]With majors they're scared to death to pump these [04:10.750]First of all, who's your A&R [04:13.210]A mountain climber who plays an electric guitar [04:15.500]But he don't know the meaning of **** [04:17.720]When he's looking for a suit and tie rap [04:19.500]that's cleaner than a bar of soap [04:21.000]And I'm the dirtiest thing in sight [04:22.640]Matter of fact bring out the girls and let's have a mud fight [04:24.640] [04:32.340]You best protect your neck