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Back In the Game (Clean Album Version)
Wu-Tang Clan
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(It's true, The Shaolin and the Wu Tang could be dangerous)
Uh-huh, Mr. Biggs (woo), Trackmasters (oh-ooh)
It's a Wu-Tang official right here, y'know (yeah)
Yeah, the employees of the year yeah we're back to work
We took time off, while other rappers got jerked
- 'Bout to change now, it's a shame how
Things ain't the same, but I'm back in the game now
And as we step in the door, we cause panic
Yep, The Usual Suspects, we at it
Vet status, y'all went a week with the belt
Few chicks felt your style, now you're feelin' yourself
Meet your maker, I dropped you at eight years old
I got stock in your flow and crops to sharehold
Crops with the prose where cops won't dare go
Got top centerfolds, too hot to wear clothes
Still me, always have and will be
Ill G, it's silly to hate but feel free
Hey, hear what I say, they gotta pay
And my return is like Christ, declare the holiday
Back in the game now, copped me some weight now (yeah)
My people 'bout to eat now, - 'bout to change now (oh, yeah)
Back in the game now, all my - in the hood now (oh)
Better catch up now, - 'bout to change now (yeah)
Uh, y'all see I'm in the street strugglin'
Young dumb and thugging, give a - about nothin'
Stuck at rock bottom, tryna come up on somethin'
Pumpin' from sundown to sun-up, we hustlin'
Vision my - now get in where you fit in
And see prison, as just the high cost of livin' the life
Ante-up 'cause if you blow the dice
On that O-Z, Dorothy ain't goin' home tonight
That's on e'rythang, put it on the kids and the wife
Been burying my folks ever since they raised the price on the -
Searchin' for a quick antidote
Mo' Money, Mo' Problems to cope
We were at the same table when the chips were checked
A gamblin' Rebel who Inspects the Deck
Just when you thought we would fold our hand
Against all odds, we raised the bet like we changed the plans
It was live on air but in between station breaks
I was holdin' a pair and just made the table stakes
Split the demos, put insurance on tapes
A safeguard against the crusaders in capes
If I double down, they say the Gods are sharks
If we win against the house, they thought the cards was marked
We draw hit after hit from a royal flush menu
While the dealer promoted the full house venue
A spade in the club with the heart to wear diamonds
The high roller who got credit upon signing
They look puzzled when I shuffle, most of 'em stunned by the hustle
Recourse of bluff game's your muscle
I'm back in the game now, copped me some weight now
My people bout to eat now, - 'bout to change now (yeah)
Back in the game now, all my - in the hood now (ooh)
Better catch up now, - 'bout to change now (say what?)
(Shaolin shadow-boxing)
Ayo, on Rainy Dayz I sit back and count ways on
How to get rich, cooling with a mean ill Jamaican
Banana coat matching with the ratchet
Little black weave sweatpants style, air force is actin'
Jump in the six, kicks look crisp, talking 'bout the bird
Flow through your hood in the mean tints that's giant
It's like the family that flipped on you for lyin'
Buried you alive, left your whore cryin'
We on your floor look more doors
They ain't ate either, I hope y'all - is armed
And when we get there, all my - in the mix
Yeah, Shallah Lex Diamond got me buying Louis Rich wear
Most people say the Clan was missin' since I got dropped offa radio
Overnight your whole style was bitten in the process
Everybody switched their names like
What you call it, any fast King James
It was the Gods that repped that, sharkskin dark skinned -
Clarks from Digi left the game dizzy
Ooh, got busy, that dancey shit slid through
We had to stay hood 'cause that's who we been through
RZA came through, mastermind got the cash from Power
Proof that power plastered divine
Classical lines, mathematical rhymes
Style's unbearable, now - with the radical shines
It's Ghost Deini, every coast need me
We back - that's right, it's the W.T.C
World - (Wu-Tang) Clan
We brought so much heat that we was giving you tans and shit
He would do anything to get hold of the Wu-Tang book
Make a toast to Mr. Te and the Iron Flag brothers
Master, who will be our new Iron Flag chief?
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