You Don't Want to Dance

Mother******, you don't know me, mother******
I be gettin' down for a long time, *************
I be gettin' money since '88
My gun been going off,
I been doing mad *************t in the streets
My history is swell, mother******
That's why
I can talk this *************t, for real
This is real ************* *************t, and mother******s know
My name ring bells in jail, *************, what? [Chorus: U-God]
You don't have a chance, you don't want to dance
My gun goes blam, you don't want to dance with a gangsta
You don't understand, *************z ain't playin'
First time around,
I come back swinging
You and your mans, you better just scram
My gun goes blam, you don't want to dance with a gangsta
You don't understand, *************z ain't playin'
************* around now,
I come back sprayin' [U-God]
Your gun cry tears of lead, one in the head
High grain, rhino shell, dum-dums, tear you to shreds
The armor piercin' slug *************t, scare off the feds
Kid, I'm that fearsome, my hammer's a sled
Pledge allegience to my conquest, prepare for the bomb fest
Right and left connect like twin jumbo jets
I can feel the blood bubblin', under your flesh
I'm coming down here rollin' in my snowball effect
Put sugar in your ears and sweet talk you to death
My voice alone, don't have to force you for ***
Pop an ecst', get jumped off, the madness all in me
Flushed out my kidney's, with a half pint of
Remy Dust off the semi', with the speed of the centipede
Move on my enemy, and clear the vicinity
Feel my energy inside tearin' out
Clear it out, flame thrower's airin' out, baby [Chorus] [U-God]
Come get a glimpse, the magnificent pimp
Leave your face prints stiff, and graved in cement
Invent the daily manuscript, return of the dragon fist
You pissed?
Then seek anger management
Cuz my cannon kick back, with a gangsta metal
Went right through your rib rack, and kissed the devil
From the slang, now your brain is a twisted pretzel
In the empty hallway, you can hear the echo
Don't get petro',
U-Godzilla stomped in the metro
Get wild like techno, collect the dough
For wreck, the side ball and better check your hoe
Don't get mad, cowboy, just respect my glow
Just another episode, powerful breath control
Explodes in your ear, you can't hear me in death mode
In retrospect, you best
Protect Ya
Neck Or get slapped the ************* up, by my next cassette, hear me? [Chorus] [U-God]
This - is - the - warrior's anthem
Pose, in the pictures with the golden guns, handsome
Phantom of the opera, frantic in the mansion
The head banger boogie got 'em dancin' in the
Hamptons You panickin', one strike, get murdered up quick
And the mic's my life, and
I'm surgical with this
Swift and wreckless, smoke blunts for breakfast
Master the game, this is chess, not checkers
Feel me? Bone collector, just, vision my art
In the darkness, vulture's come and, pick you apart
One rusty steel spike pierce, straight through the heart
I bleed for my
Clan, don't let 'em, break us apart
Strong as
Noah's Ark, in the
Biblical age
Still, holdin' the
Clan, in it's critical stage
Engage in combat, beyond shadows of doubt
Wu-Tang claim supremacy, son,
I'm airin' out [Chorus] [Outro: U-God]
Yo, man, if you was real, *************
You would say *************z names, man
You ain't real dude, man, stop playing, man
You scared of *************z, *************z is runnin' with yo ******' name
You ain't doing *************t, *************, worry about your own *************t
Talkin' about *************z can't talk this *************t
*************, I've been doing this, *************
I don't know what the ************* you talking about
Take over projects, and set up shop, quick fast