Wu-Tang Clan - Back In The Game Lyrics

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{"it's true the shaolin and the wu-tang could be dangerous!"}

Uh-huh mr. bigs track masters

It's a wu-tang official right here you know

Yeah the employees of the year yeah we're back to work

We took time off while other rappers got jerked

Shits '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

Vexed at it y'all went a week with the belt

Few chicks felt your style now you 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 pros where cops won't dare go

Got top centerfolds too hot to wear clothes

Still me always have and will be i.l.l.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 weed now

My people 'bout to eat now shits 'bout to change now

Back in the game now all my niggaz in the hood now

Better catch up now shits 'bout to change now yeah

Uh y'all see i'm in the street strugglin'

Young dumb and thuggin' give a fuck about nuttin'

Stuck at rock bottom tryin' to come up on somethin'

Pumpkin' from sundown to sun-up we hustlin'

Vision my nigga 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 everything put it on the kids and the wife

Been buryin' my folks ever since they raised the price on the coke

Searchin' for a quick antidote

Mo' money mo' problems to cope

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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 signin'

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 weed now

My people 'bout to eat now shit's 'bout to change now

Back in the game now all my niggaz in the hood now

Better catch up now

Say what?

{"shaolin shadowboxing!"}

Shits 'bout to change

Aiyyo on rainy days i sit back and count ways on

How to get rich coolin' with a mean ill jamaican bitch

Banana coat matchin' with the ratchet

Lil' black weave sweatpants style air force is actin'

Jump in the six kicks look crisp talkin' '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

Dey ain't ate either i hope y'all niggaz is armed

And when we get there all my niggaz in the mix

Yeah shallah lex diamond got me buyin' louis rich

Most people say the clan was missin' since

I got dropped off a radio

Overnight your whole style was bitten in the process

Everybody switched they names like

Whatcha call it any fast d.james

It was the gods that rapped that sharkskin' dark skinned bitches

Clerks 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

R.z.a came through mastermind got the cash and power

Proof that power plastered divine classical lines

Mathematical rhymes the style is unbearable

Now niggaz with the radical shines

It's ghost deini every coast need me

We back motherfucker that's right it's the w.t.c.

World trade center wu-tang clan

We brought so much heat that we was givin' you tears an' shit

I'm back in the game now copped me some weed now

My people 'bout to eat now shit's 'bout to change now

Back in the game now all my niggaz in the hood now

Better catch up now shits 'bout to change now

Shits 'bout to change

Back in the hood now

Back in the game

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