Let'S Do It Again (Instrumental)

Let'S Do It Again (Instrumental)

Wu-Tang Clan

Длительность: 3:49
Год: 2025
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A world premiere, a world premiere
A world premiere, a world premiere
This is A Super Mathematics blast

Jet prep savage, I'm back at it, I'm baggin' up, uh
It's pain in Mathematics, now add it up
Bad habits, black ratchets, it's bad enough
Tripod long as a craft mack, I'm mackin' up
Yeah, we can get aggressive
Neenah's of the desert, I'm a Ghostface Killer, baby
You're genius with the Method
Golden arms, rebel lioness, you need to get the message
I'm cookin' Raekwon the chef, I'm just seasonin' with peppers
A nightmare you wouldn't expect
Leatherface with the chainsaw, I Candyman hook you to death
Freddy Krueger, the dream killer, my foot on your neck
Murder half of the top ten while Benny Butcher the rest
I'm saying (I'm saying)
I murdered the game with two solos
Worldwide, they respectin' the pain like the Wu logo
I listen more, talk less, few photos
I'm old school like dirty Timb's and new polo's, it's Payne

Ayo, I'm dealin' with some different issues
Switchin' rentals, license bad, I gotta use my bitch credentials
She don't know what a nigga into
I leave just-in-case money in the safe, that's for incidentals
Hard time build character
I broke through every barrier set here in America
Nobody here to take care of us
Ain't nowhere our parents was
We bondin' with pitbull terriers
I knew the bosses, the managers
The pie carriers of the guys from high-crime areas
The police tried scarin' us
Interrogation room, we kept quiet like librarians
I'm a 4-5 carrier
You seen the movie Saw, nigga, you gon' die scarier
Huh, you know that I bury ya
Y'all want gangsta shit, this fit the criteria, trust

The trillest ventriloquist, I'm puppeteerin'
Two tears in the bucket, this bucket hat I'm wearin'
Starin' clear of the bullshit
Willie so clean, I should play the pulpit
Pullin' up in a Porsche
Worst case scenario, my niggas pull a pistol
You get shot in the pool, you fools artificial
Scruple, screw on a silencer like Shaheen
Cause bad boys movin' silence, Bismillah
Bless the fool, brother, I mean, uh
All black, movin' like I'm Amish
Baggin' chicks at City College, movin' pills
The weed loud like shoe polish, I'm from the guild
P-funk, Boosie Collins
Tip and tip drills, bunch of dollar bills
She pop off as I sit still, yet and still
Only deal with Mathematics
Apply science defiance
Never discipline for niggas on site (yo)

Imagine the sound of your face
Scraping up against the gate of a barbed wire fence
This is barbed iron fist, hot barbed iron dick
Hoes slob the knob quick
This is on, so throw it in your a- (hey) quick
I don't bust my brain, try to bust a sling
You can trust the tank, came in here on bustin' train
Brew this beefcake, live your life like I snuck the sweepstakes
Spin this shit up, son, I'm Pops with the cheese steak, lazy ammo
Black Kevlar underneath the camo
Brooklyn Verrazzano, we connect with Italiano
Spoken on the camera, cigarette dip in that dingy
On the rooftop, talk like the bat from Gotham City
Bo Diddley, blues singer, exercise the middle finger
No diggity, I got that real killer bee stinger
Nine caddies sword swinger, got your neck inside the ringer
While your chick doing fights with bitches on Jerry Springer

I have been through way too much now
Seems I'm always in a rush now, now, now, now
This life is getting harder
But I keep on getting stronger
In my bag, my money's up now, now, now

In this crazy world
We got lovers that's trying, disease multiplying
In this crazy world
We got children that's dying, the president's lying
In this crazy world
My brothers, my sisters, we don't love each other
In this crazy world
It'd be different if this world were mine