WU-TANG CLAN - VISIONZ Lyrics

[Method Man]Apocalypse NowMind over matter next batter be TicalPut it on a platter how much uncutraw shit we dealin wit, murder track whatSlang killin it, touchedYou feelin it, in your bloodstreamdeadly venemous elixirHammer like Sledge that be SisterAll and together now, follow me, the MistaMeth Candyman, farewell to the fleshDeath come, in the scripture, two-thousand oneBring the rap arma-gedde-on, let it be knownWhen you walk up in this Dead Zonewit all that wack shit, now you knowyou dead wrong, one thousand lashes[Raekwon the Chef]Detonate that, pussy Massengil rap cleanse thatThe kids rank, snatch collars off, while ridin offFloat boat big boys, Oakland A's stashed away bladesVentilation let the sharks, ani-mazeSomethin sheist like, seven butcher knives, rollin Rover styletwice, finger itchy like lice hair fell out somethinto conquer, stomp ya like that cat BlancaToy Tonka truck ten carat on ya monstaRing Rocky like fuck switch sides like water ridesThe DAT bubble life preserve the other guysNow FUCK Y'ALL act wildaThe style wilda than a praying mantisChillin like [*long inhale*][Masta Killa]As my brothers and I reign rebellious, changinthe courses of time, devils no longer existas God Cypher Divine, all minds one no questionNow check it...Perhaps we can go through LessonsOr might SHOT me a pussy protestinComin with that lip professin, you must takeAllah for fool, where's his JewelWas he usin Mathematics as a tool?Tell me, the struggle is God and I came to buildShit is so real, inside you distilledBack in the form of mistYou wishin you did the Knowledge before speakinSeekin, where you went wrongAnd why would I bring you such physical harm?[Inspectah Deck]Yo, mind arson, my squadren, surround the Sound-GardenGuns for hire plus you under fire and a targetSniper in the cypher, I, Pied PiperMove the housing by the thousand, I watched out the ChryslerBombs strike ya like the mighty Thor, blast the doorRecite a page like a tidal wave, past the shoreTwo pulls, I'm wild like mechanical bullsPack a full house, it's girls night out, pull a hairfulHeavenly laced, stimulation make you feel slow pacedI motivate and await my sober state[Ghostface Killah]Magnificent, heavenly the God stay bentFive Percent Range whippin soul controller of the lynchMackin phone rings, Stephen King trauma down at DanzineMy mood swings, suplexed off the rope, magazineCoconut jewels, wore no color shoe, knife annualMoses lost his sandal, hidin the manualBlow the vandal buggin off of Bon Jovi hitsGrammer lo-ve, famous murder weapon was a trophySeize posin in Oshkosh, guzzle criesSabotage massage rap bandit at largeWolverine Carnation Milk, Wu denim jeansThurston Howell the Third kid's back on the sceneCall it chopped meat, cause every word is choppyMy logic crunch all crows to death, Kobiyashi couldn't stop meGettin caught up in my world, Haagen-Daaz worldBackflip and then twirl, cave your whole world in[*gun blast*]