k**a Sin - Dart Tournament lyrics

[Intro: Blue Raspberry] Ladies and gentlemen Live from the universal grains of Shaolin The Wu-Tang k**a Bee Dart Tournament Featuring Cilvaringz and k**a Sin [Cilvaringz] Remember Bra**head? He put the copper in charge And blew the whistle on that fake sh** like Anthony Starks I come, smashing cats in the head with a boom He flashing at me, them f*ggots, and nope, I Dutch Schultz Cutting balls off, brashing and brew, my big dreams n***as except they not all ameant to get ahead of theyselves Kareem, lock it down for the brothers of Islam b**h, calm down, I'm swinging these big bombs King Kong bullets I ping pong, I'm hovering Shook ones they ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-just stuttering Wu-Tang backing me, can't go wrong I'mma, family man, f** a solo song You a, h*mo thug, we them Boss Hog k**as All that lame sh** you spit, silent raw's k**er b**h, me and k**a Sin, we k**ing the gift Could lock down on you s**as of love just like a G-Roc Aiyo, k**a, man, show 'em what we talking about [k**a Sin] k**a's loco, vocals hold you hostage Gothic, size out live sh**, catch a wise quick, focus We stone fist explosive, load 'em like fo'-fifths To roast clicks, ferocious as Ro b**h, with no cinch My thoughts so dense they form mist I swarm quicker than norm, Bee stingers stay dipped in corn liquor Warn n***as from the last time, past time hobby be Robbin n***as in they lobby, G, come out ya Wallabees Fifty-six penny-weight chain limit the policy Modernize crime comodity, now let me get mine I bang with the shadiest kind, crazy three-eighties And baby nines, sip the crime, pay me mine every time Heavy shine, f** a nine, to half a dime n***a grab a mastermind rhyme, before I have to blast my nine So I keep it on the low key, like P. Bobby O.G Johnson, the monster that'll conquer your sponsor, uh [Interlude: Blue Raspberry] It's the invincible, indestructable Amazing, undisputed, from the grains of Shaolin Wu-Tang k**a Bees [Blue Raspberry] Wu-Tang, we done it again Wu-Tang, Cilvaringz and k**a Sin They ain't ready for this, nah, ain't ready for this Blue Ras, back on the scene, k**ing sh** You can't handle it, the wannabees out there Trying to bite our sh**, no, no, no, no... They can't even come close, we're the best from coast to coast The Clan is too thick and we international... International... ohhhhhhh [Outro: Blue Raspberry] Low down grimey style Wu-Tang, from the universal grains of Shaolin