The Projects
Wu-Tang Clan Lyrics

Peace God (Peace to the gods)
Greeting my friend, I hope everything is well with you and blessings to all those who believe in the Almighty

How you God? (Studying 120 right now Call me back at the God Hour)
How are you doing? Right now, I am studying the Supreme Mathematics and when it is time to connect with the most high, I will call you back

The Fuck?
What are you talking about? I don't understand

It's just the new way of thinking Light up the broccoli kid Throw the relish in my back pocket Keep your eyes open, push your seat back, just flow That's how we doing it
It's a new way of thinking, a new mindset to approach life. Smoke some marijuana while putting some pickles in your back pocket. Don't stress about the small stuff, be calm and let things happen naturally

Bound by honest sword take over the set, rap from here to Quebec Throw up the TEC, crash your intellect, select a vet Swimsuit mammal handle, yo every fly vandal go to project Slam you like Hamill's Whitewater Scandal Wally sandal just a sample, my niggas fertilize thoughts Yo mad support drink a quart then bamboo One nasty can blew, my pen sterile won't perform if I'm not lampable Asking my man'll get you slapped down, play the anthem Lit it who with it champagne get it, that's the ticket Solid nines sounding like crickets snatching worker shipment Pull her hair, long dick it, we talk right before we left lifted Just like a long sleeve, guess who ripped it?
We come ready with our poetic weaponry to control the stage and perform from city to city. With our TEC-9 gun and superior intellect, we can smash any adversary that challenges us. Our crew is full of fearless artists that represent the projects. We can destroy anyone who deserves it, like Bill Hamill during the White Water scandal. We have tons of creativity and support each other. You better be prepared if you cross us. We enjoy drinking and smoking bamboo as we celebrate the good life. Our presence is felt in the streets, we run the show. We are always ready to be intimate with a girl, talk about it, and then leave like nothing happened. We have style and know how to dress.

Projects (My niggas survive, just like a movin' target) Projects (Where niggas live and some sell garbage that's) Projects (Try to escape the flying shells, dodging) New York projects (I'm living large yo, stop miraging)
The projects are where my crew and I live. We are moving targets because we have to survive in a dangerous spot where people are selling drugs to get by. We avoid any danger that comes our way. Despite living in this difficult environment, I'm doing great and living large. Don't be deceived by appearances and don't think I'm weak.

Sign of the times, conspiracy to overthrow the mind Behind every fortune there's a crime This technique is TEC-9 Blast at any close encounter of the third kind This be the evil that man do, we dismantle any adversary Them niggas all thumbs and can't handle my flurry Hear me, you jam on, you want to scare me Don't even kid me, shit in my coat aiming at your kidney Pressure, red hot like chilli pepper Black 'n Decker hardware avoid the leper Five o'clock shadowboxer, hold down the sector Bet your bottom dollar lecture be hard to swallow 007 mark the secret agent That macks well and gets smart through entertainment Welcome to the killing fields with Johnny Dangerous Headbanger boogie niggas going through changes
The times we are living in are crazy and there's a lot of people trying to control our minds. People obtain riches through criminal activities. The TEC-9 gun is a technique used in combat, a powerful tool that blasts anything in its path. We are capable of defeating anyone that dares to fight us. We fight back with every tool available. We are confident in ourselves and don't fear any threat. We are prepared to take action and defend ourselves with deadly force if it comes to that. We keep ourselves motivated, energetic, and always ready to take action. People can try to challenge us, but they'll be defeated. We know how to put on an electrifying performance that will outshine anyone. We are accustomed to the tough life and live in dangerous areas but always find ways to adapt and continue to succeed.

Suck my dick, it's the kid with the fat knob I bust all into your face, plus it come in globs Quick get on your knees, with your sweet pussy, let it breathe Two fingers is all in your hole, think I can fit three Your pink lips, spreaded and shit, let me throw my dick in Grab my shit and place it gently on your clit Ping-pong pussy, wide world the womb Titties sagging, stomach on some shriveled up prune shit Too much air in your pussy, you screaming that it's talking to you daddy Fart's breathing out your lips, splashing my dick badly Use vinegar to try to tighten up your ginger Almighty dick ran in with a cape, some call him engine Lightning rod bob, black candy cane attached to God Thick like a Great Adventure cigar, in your garage Pregnant pussy have you fall out, like Remy on the house Watch the teeth for slobbing my shit, you bit it on the couch Dry pussy leave the friction burns, plus beef I hone The condom broke, bitch you got AIDS I'm shaking in my bones
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