Correction Paroles Evil Deeds par Wu-Tang

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People have told me
You have ways of killing without dealing a mob
Well so have I

Yeah, come on, what's the deal?

Yo, pockets is fat like the Good Year blimp
Hollow heads is sterilized in paroxide, waiting for you
Faggot n***as to jump off, your bullsh*t throne
So I can offer you a tummy tuck
See your stomach is stapled, it's on
It's dangerous down my alley, dog
It's like the halls and I'm outy, dog
Hear the shanks scratching the gate?
See the god Tone standing here for dolo, give you an '89 whooping
Leave your body looking like you was raped
And don't ever come at me sideways, hands in your pocket
Cuz I will turn to Steven Segal, rip your arm out your socket
Ya'll little n***as watch it, I do this for free
Knocking rappers out, trust me, over a clown, I'm not here to make a profit
N***a, if this was the arts, it be the best kung fu
And I'm Tone Yao Chin, serving ya'll wonton soup
I do sh*t like disarm a group, drink a 40 with him
And tell ya'll n***as stay the f**k out my loot
My nina, my nine-ah, Medina, marauder
Sabrina, discard her, redeem her, for Allah
Supreme architecture, the beat spark connector
Inject in my serum, infiltrate in your sector

Bobby Steels keep steels concealed, be still
Leave you fifty shot banana clips with free refils
Guns bursting, one person is curtains for certain
Most often fill coffins, no nursing or surgeons
Is needed, bloods depleted, your body deleted
Like unsaved wav files, no way to retrieve it
Best believe it. Tall, slender the cat
I remember that, my moms put gunpowder inside my Similac
My brain untamed,Some claim that son is strange. It's
Cuz in my basement, I keep studios in gun ranges
Plus, I got more Cheese than Sicily
Pizzeria rotisserie, burn MC's out they misery

Aiyo, Ghost, these n***as pu**y, mind that take mine
I feel you, form on 'em, yeah, I ain't sharping nothing
I put it in they mouth, I have a n***a kiss the nine
I be mellow, next minute flip, like I just sniffed a line
Ya'll never commited crimes, your rap line forgery
N***as want war, I invite all cordialy
They a**ed out morally, how they in skinny jeans
And never fix they mouth to even f**king go to war with me
Oh, that's how you feel, then handle that accordingly
Lay 'em out, bounce before the jake is even on to me
Lay back in the crib, your b*t*h give me orally
I don't want beef, I'm like Pookie, this is caling me
I ain't with that Twitter sh*t, n***a try to follow me
Watch you get hit like the Mega Million lottery
I don't got time to be, playing with you faggots
I'mma show you muthaf**kas why the call me Havoc, H
So, these killings
When are they gonna come to an end?
Will he ever finish?
Probably the next to see, he must find the Lizard

You just asked me, when will it end?
Hahahahaha, well let me tell you
Once an evil deed is done, then it never ends
It goes on, and it will go on forever...

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