Wu-tang Clan - The Black Diamonds lyrics

[Intro: kung-fu movie samples] I warn you sh**face! I pick who I'm gonna bury next Say your prayers fast, cause you're about to feel my arm in [Verse 1: Ghostface k**ah] Freedom of speech; watch how I reach my potential I stay on the hunt for dope tracks and instrumentals Travel the world, found black diamonds in the Everglades Fought temptations, slapboxed in the devil's cage The globetrotter, spot rusher I bust in your mouth like a gusher, it's Wu-Tang motherf**er! "Iron Man," I co*k my music in the chamber I'm God's gift; heard I was born in a manger Danger! Cosmetic face rearrange you Leave you slumped on the chessboard, found by a park ranger Burst of adrenaline, bungee jumped off the Verrazano I sky dive in some sky blue Ferragamo's Ran the streets heavy, kept my charms chunky You damn right I f** fans and I keep the munchies [more kung-fu samples] Guess you must be, the four dog fist champion (I've heard of this devil's kick, of course yeah) (Everyone knows in the kung-fu world) (It's a method that's never been defeated yet) Hahaha, and won't be I suppose I should warn you I've been given good money, to k** you [Verse 2: Roc Marciano] Yo, loose cannon, forty-deuce flicks, two parrots Lay back at The Palace like Mike Harris Callous, fly nicest, metallic bang mallets Fly your whole carriage to Paris The black Pat Garrett, karats on Donna Karans Guys die tryin to drive the McLaren Islamic, burn chronic out on the terrace Angelic, your body lie cold without spirit My finest hour, you're sacrificed to a higher power Fly from the tower, I fry sour And buy powder, 40 Cal give your pal a shower You sh** in your Calvin Klein trousers The night prowler, your life is ours Knife your Eddie Bauer, leave you pushin up flowers You ain't counter chip counters Them n***az is pimps, your b**h shouted The 650 get clouded [even more kung-fu samples] You'll see! I'm a master now And whoever insulted you, pays with his life for this That I swear! I'll fight now [sounds of combat] (Okay, not bad) (Patience, you've not seen it all yet) [Verse 3: k**a Sin] Yo, gun or beef, I don't discriminate, beat dudes black and blue Snack on crews like they food, takin space up on my dinner plate Dependin on my mental state, the mood that I'm in'll make me charge like a bull, pull the tool out and ventilate you Sin-ner takes you down, lace your crown, face get found full of rounds from the pound, that detonate when they penetrate Can tell you always been a snake, you don't move like I do Imitators hate the fact that they can't do what I do I'm mindful of my rivals, I can smell 'em when they slide through Provide you my arrival, still won't even get a side view Won't know that life is over, 'til I'm standin right beside you It's not that I don't like you motherf**ers, I despise you The other different pedigree, not cut from the same cloth Stay G'd up from the feet up, while your heart pump duck sauce I love it when they tough talk, my guns lust to bust off But every time I squeeze they call police to bus me up North Sin-ister the Finisher, they label me a menace and got mad when I laughed at the judge durin sentencing Not, glorifyin prison but I'm built tough for biddin See survival of the fittest sh** I live it e'ry minute Every hour to the second, I'm granted my respect Never catch the God in the yard, sharpenin the weapons Got, shooters on demand, new recruits to the Clan Sticking everything movin, more loot for the fam Ain't a damn thing changed, just say the name b**h Wu-Tang!