Wu-tang Clan - Frozen

Song Rating: 9.89/10

Song lyrics:

[Verse 1 – Method Man]
Music is life I aint in to fashion or ice
I aint into chain snatching, aint into smacking a wife
Fan supporting dont never ask him the price
If you new you cant afford it, you better asking advice
Stick to the point if I ever had me a knife
Yall gas better hope I dont ever have me a light
Meth, not the type for doing the pipe
But the type when you feel it you know Im doing it right
You know I spit it but hate to love to admit it
They criticizing the lyrics, guess everybodys a critic, look
I push the limit while rappers is pushing gimmicks
I use it to push my pen and then add it to the premise hook
Yah, still talk about it and I still live it
Underground without a shovel and still digging
Its always been about the struggle, yall just didnt get it
My hood trouble, if yal dont live here then dont visit

[Hook/Chorus – Raekwon & Ghostface k**ah (sample)]
Most of us popping pain, selling d** in the rain
I dont sweat money, neck chills in the frost
Make money, maintain and build me a train
Rolling Buddha, ice cooler, Grey Goose, and a big Ruger
Most of us popping pain, selling d** in the rain
I dont sweat money, neck chills in the frost
Make money, maintain and build me a train
Rolling Buddha, ice cooler, Grey Goose, and a big Ruger

[Bridge]
And do you know the penalty for that?
What penalty?
The penalty is d**h and there is no alternative

[Verse 2 – k**ah Priest]
Color me bad
Face emerge, blood in the bath
Switchblade, quick raid, d** on the gla**
Ugly villains, hunchback, gun for the k**ing
Suitcase, FBI plant a bug on the millions
Shoot-outs, hang glides on the train ride
Mafias a**a**ins, c**aines inside
Fat man with the pinky ring laughing
Moving the static through traffic
The hoss, boss called The Dragon
His heads bald, enemies are mauled
His hands are claws, cigars lit, targets are hit
His broad is fit with the largest t--s
Through the fog, they sit


Helicopters over Nicaragua
Scuba divers dig for lobster
The zoo are tigers, pits, and jaguars
The bets, NASCAR
Threats, Nasaw
Fools wear wires, shooters was hired

[Hook/Chorus – Raekwon & Ghostface k**ah (sample)]
Most of us popping pain, selling d** in the rain
I dont sweat money, neck chills in the frost
Make money, maintain and build me a train
Rolling Buddha, ice cooler, Grey Goose, and a big Ruger
Most of us popping pain, selling d** in the rain
I dont sweat money, neck chills in the frost
Make money, maintain and build me a train
Rolling Buddha, ice cooler, Grey Goose, and a big Ruger

[Verse 3 – Chris Rivers]
Like a Shaolin astounding, pound grounds like mountains
Bouncing, be the largest n---a, pounds and ounces
Well-rounded like cursive, my verses birth inertia
Converge and surge, hurt and burn ya
Philosophical, spit prodigal, son quantical
Known to bust a clip and swift kick right at your opticals
In a hot (?) I split particles, follicles rift
Punches hit with nautical drifts, spark up the spliff
Chris Samurai, mesmerized, strikes cleaner than sanitize
You fantasize, real, couldnt show it more if I pantomime
Bronx symphony, stomp lyrically, chomp b---h MCs
Earn mine, wouldnt even give you n----s my sympathies
Feeling me? Said you feeling me, you n----s feeling E
Brave hearted, you leave departed like Hawks enemies
Marvel, marvelous, my art is bliss
If you aint the nicest, you a target, b---h
Chris

[Interlude]
We the first n----s that did that. I dont give a f--k what nobody say
Alright bring it back a little bit

[Hook/Chorus – Raekwon & Ghostface k**ah (sample)]
Most of us popping pain, selling d** in the rain
I dont sweat money, neck chills in the frost
Make money, maintain and build me a train
Rolling Buddha, ice cooler, Grey Goose, and a big Ruger
Most of us popping pain, selling d** in the rain
I dont sweat money, neck chills in the frost
Make money, maintain and build me a train
Rolling Buddha, ice cooler, Grey Goose, and a big Ruger

Date of text publication: 16.01.2021 at 09:11