Wu-Tang Clan - Verses (Instrumental)

[00:00.30] Yeah, yeah [00:01.27] Sham's nine times ultra [00:02.18] Wu-Tang herbs two times great, you heard of me [00:03.01] Nigga, L.A.D., six times ill [00:03.97] Rest in peace O.D.B [00:04.80] La the Dark, Sun large [00:05.75] GZA, Ras Kass, yeah what's up, Wu-Universal [00:06.64] Legendary [00:07.55] Now it's the real beginning of the pages of Shams [00:08.57] Spit that heat rock that make fiends make vapors of grams [00:09.47] Sham's is the greatest fan, rock big cables of sands [00:10.34] Valleys and trunks, I got the mack ten [00:11.27] We can hit the alley with iron and thumper [00:18.47] Take it to the hands like the brand new Leonard [00:23.08] Niggas going no mas, when the bullets go in him [00:27.53] You dealing with a night stick toker [00:29.33] The ice pick poker, trust you ain't like this joker [00:32.08] And the set, devoted to opening your neck [00:33.96] With the tech, as you sit in a Lex' [00:35.72] Your next move, is slipping, your last move is shitting [00:38.47] As your body gets soft, the shotty went off [00:40.22] Little soldiers, you're out of position [00:42.06] Guns go off, Shams is a Raiders fan [00:42.90] A rhyming gallop reporter, columns are lost [00:44.77] White five, black five with dollars to toss [00:45.73] Twisted by the dark side of the force [00:46.66] Black biscuit, by park side in a Porsche [00:47.56] You're off sides in the fort [00:48.41] We are survivors of the war of good and evil [00:49.39] I'm in the hood, in the hood with a Desert Eagle [00:50.23] With my Brooklyn peoples, now feel it [00:51.12] Darkman, my persona's like Tony Montana [00:52.07] How he used to sniff coke, how I puff marijuana [00:52.92] Try, play me today, I'mma kill you mañana [00:53.83] From, far with the K, or up close with the llama [00:54.74] I'm like an African king in a castle in Ghana [00:55.63] Chest dripping with jewels, one hell of a rhymer [00:56.59] Study lessons in Athena, building with an old timer [00:57.49] So I, always been wise ever since a young minor [00:58.39] Get CREAM by any means, follow Malcolm X theme [00:59.36] So I'm often posted, in a rumor with that thing [01:00.26] Got a limited support from the Sing-Sing regime [01:01.13] I'm Hannibal Smith and they like the A-Team [01:02.04] Keep my head on the swivel, when I serve a dope fiend [01:02.94] Upgraded, to a digital, from a triple beam [01:03.82] Fucking with me, you better be real as you can be [01:04.78] La Trapacandi, a well known rhyme general [01:05.68] Who say Ras Kass don't spit fire, he a liar [01:06.50] That's like your favorite rap star claiming he gon' retire [01:07.44] When you mention me, not about penitentiary [01:08.30] Wins and rhyme skills, both twenty second century [01:09.27] Ahead of my time, school niggas like Timbuktu [01:10.16] Cause I'm original, like Black Falasha Jews [01:11.07] Velours by BUFU: Buy Us, Fuck you [01:12.07] Try us, fuck you [01:12.93] You die y'all got gats but him buck too, nigga [01:13.80] Sip the Grey Goose and ponder, then order room service [01:14.73] In Hotel Rwanda, reminder to honor these street scholars [01:15.60] Who ask why U.S. Defense is twenty percent of the tax dollar [01:16.52] Bush gave 6.46 billion to Halliburton [01:17.43] For troops support efforts in Iraq [01:18.35] Meanwhile, the hood is hurting, please believe that [01:19.24] The rape over, Chaney talking, twenty five dollars for a case of soda [01:20.11] Draining tax payers, eighty five thousand dollar oil filters [01:21.07] But won't pay they soldiers, Halliburton workers make [01:21.98] Fourteen thousand dollars a month, privates earn thirteen g's a year [01:22.86] Plus 225 extra, taking fire in combat [01:23.79] Recruit all the niggas, that die from where I'm at [01:24.77] 18 years olds told to kill, where Saddam at [01:25.65] But can't have a gat, to protect where my Mom's at [01:26.58] I love to crunk, so what, plus I'm gangsta enough [01:27.44] To piss in Pimpin Ken's, pimp cup, rack a gauge and pump it up [01:28.32] Hot bitches still get fucked, niggas just want a forty and a blunt [01:29.22] Yo, these youngsters they grow up on the block [01:30.18] With the product in they socks and the fully loaded Glocks [01:31.07] Too many die in vain, and it's a crying shame [01:31.94] The murders and the hustles, won't stop as they shoot for the top [01:32.86] Acquiring apparel, through growth and development [01:33.75] On they most dangerous missions, excuses were irrelevant [01:34.64] The brutality of war, never changes [01:35.50] And the out of control desire to win, makes it dangerous [01:36.56] Fire engulfed the set, they feel the threat, greater than [01:37.41] What they ever had, experienced yet [01:38.37] Indictments, sparked excitement, and the thrill to kill [01:39.23] Suddenly they felt the need for a challenge in they field [01:40.18] The great boundaries of both man and machine [01:41.01] Can have one at the point, to murder all in between [01:41.94] Yellow tape scene, dead teen, the mob was his idol [01:42.82] Giving a grim new meaning to the neighborhood's title, what's up [01:43.71]