Wu-tang Clan - Fatal Sting Lyrics
Verse 1:In the battle fields mics collide like sword fightsGet stabbed up by the swift technique of a black knightWho pierce strikes like vicious snakes, rhymes elevateNiggaz get sniped watch me annihilateThe gods got me eating off a fine dinner platesWith this rap shit told me dont procrastinateWest coast lyricist, killa bee clique we swarm thickSpit the written like scriptsNo but fully loaded throw darts and make it hit, the targetPardon, me as I keep on starting, mo shitFeel the wrath with these raw hits from mathYou dont stand a chance, you cant top it we too advanceVerse 2:Sharp shooter with the greatest accuracyBlast it rapidly, if those attacking me are after meYou never capture me, its sad to see niggaz testing meYou meet your destiny cant get next to meThe best of me you know the recipeThe cut-throat making blood soak from the gun-smokeHave you gasping for oxygenThen pops you with the glocks againDrop em in with the street life, the street typeWe snipe, artificial niggaz under street lightsStreet fights transform into wars with firearmsBullets storm niggaz start to swarm like rise onDying on the same blocks when they exchange rocksAnd hand cops flamed rocksYear after year up in the same spotTotal madness synergy in city streetsBattle many fleets as they walk by the gates of the darksideBlack knightsYo,yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yoVerse 3:The microphone magnificentBurning hot like syphilisHit your dish drink from distancesBombin leave no witnessesThe street division kid from the,Home of the wastelandStyles bionic, sounds blow holes through your basementFace it for the black knights theres no replacementYoure basic, kid put this in your mouth so you can taste itThese ancient rhymes are lethalWhen manifested bring wrath of bloody vengeanceTo suckers that second guessed itConfess it I got the type flows thatll make you staggerCame out my mothers womb with a blunt and bloody dagger>from day one I knew that Ill be on some ol lye shitDo or die shit, ready to ride slug slide shitVerse 4:The audity prodigy,The cosmos commodity, knowledge guides equalityA whiff while I myth and a sniff off a e&j fifthAnd a spliff, the proton neutron,Sally with the crouton dipping in the yucon,Supernova yoga, dosia, ambrosia crane and cobraThe yolk for help and the stealth with the knowledge of selfLike no one else, the code of yoba>from the noble none of my niggaz local
