Clan Wu-tang America Lyrics

America Lyrics

Intro: Killah Priest, Raekwon







 Continous



 Yeah, youknowhatI'msayin?



 Wu-Tang



 Aiyyo aiyyo, come on yo yo yo I'ma shoot over here



 On that AIDS thing



 YouknowhatI'msayin? I'm gonna just slide in the studio quick



 Yo, yo



 And get this done







 Verse One: Killah Priest







 When you're sexually frustrated, plus waiting for a long time



 You both had strong minds



 Combined with feelings, she seems appealing



 for each other, discreet lover, no longer keeps brothers



 Smothered under deep covers



 Erotic programs, Moet and slow jams



 Enough to make you hold hands



 And plus you a bold man



 You fall in a manhole, where the forbidden tree grow



 And bullshit ego, of fly negro



 Whole garden sour, polluted with a dead flower



 Months later, he's layin on a respirator



 Depending on a generator, to keep his heart moving



 And start losing sight in his right eye



 In weeks he might die







 Verse Two: Raekwon







 Yeah, uh-huh



 I know this dope-fiend cat, word up, his name is Javier



 Part-time shooter sharing needles in the stairs



 Wise guys disguised as a fly guy



 you gettin high right? Weeded up with red shit in your right eye



 Youse a menace, your brain cells finished



 Begging forgiveness, calling that up top shit syphillis



 You know what you was gettin into



 Try to guess on what I've been through



 Fuck shorty raw then she scared you







 Chorus: Raekwon







 AIDS kills, word up respect this, yo



 Coming from the Wu, it's real



 AIDS kills, word up respect this, yo



 Coming from my crew, it's real







 Verse Three: RZA







 My nigga Chuck, he loved to fuck



 Everything exotic bitches down to ugly ducks



 Like Nancy, who liked the fancy tickles



 so he put popsicles on her nipples to make her sex passion



 triple quadriple, until she bust



 Overcome with passion, big ass want lust upon him



 But nigga he forsake to grab the condom



 Fuck it, he said AIDS, was government made



 to keep niggaz afraid so they won't get laid no babies be made



 And the black population will decrease within a decade



 German warfare product against the dark shade







 Chorus:







 AIDS kills, word up respect this, yo



 Coming from my crew, it's real



 AIDS kills, word up respect this, yo



 Coming from the Wu, it's real







 Verse Four: Master Killer, Inspector Deck







 Caught by the gravitation earth rotation



 Six in the sex is deep, when you can't see clear



 through the sheer brassiere, toke back



 Smoking a spliff, sippin cognac, God



 you know my two love songs, Bobby Womack tracks



 Got her fat ass layin flat on her back







 Yo, as she lay, she wore a silk gray neglige



 Alehze pours, the radio play, Marvin Gaye



 What's Going On? As she screams Sexual Healing



 Couldn't fight the feeling her legs hit the ceiling



 Hittin all positions dipped in for quick love



 She's professional she does this shit in strip clubs



 Flied in June until she Acquired Immune Deficiency



 Now misery is the Syndrome







 Outro: Raekwon and others







 Oh shit, God that's wild



 Damn, that's some cherry flavor shit going on though kid



 For real, knowhatI'msayin?



 What about the exotic type



 Caskets is waitin for brothers



 Word up slide on the joints baby



 Before you go to sex take protection



 Word up







 AIDS kills, word up respect this



 America Is Dying Slowly (4x)







 Yeah, word yo, sliding up in this store right here



 I ain't even playing that man, for real



 Dig it



 Respect how I'm living kid



 Here forever, word up



 Lubricated joints, ribbed joints is bangin



 But they still playing the hotel door man



 Word, you know how that be though, you know how that be



 Yo, just gettin to be too old



 Chick over there lookin like Sonny and Cher



 Over there



 Yeah



 America Is Dying Slowly



 Surely



 America Is Dying Slowly



 America Is Dying Slowly



 remember that! Syndrome, be the resident



 America Is Dying Slowly



 Wu-Tang, Syndrome, be the resident







 Noodles, Bobby Steels, Lou Diamonds, Killer Priest



 Rolly Rollie Fingers, Johnathan Blaze, Maximillion



 Prodigal Sons, Anthony Starks, Hellrazor



 Prodigal Son, and in the place, Sixty Second



 Sunz of Man, Gambinos, forever...



 Keep it safe!



 Ol Dirt Schultz, word up baby



 Protect yourself!



 Keep it safe