Issue No 114 Wu Tang Forever Freestyle Lyrics
Wu-Tang Forever Freestyle by Issue No. 114
Machine gun rap for all my niggas in the trap
Give me a pack, I make it disappear off a mac
Give me a map, I make you disappear off of that
Give me an ear, I hope you niggas hear where I'm at
Hold up, red flame, blue flame, young nigga came up on this Wu Tang
Can't tell you how these other niggas do things
But I'mma do it right kicking bars, young Lou king
First served cream, I wasn't even a teen
Rep her, she has verse like I wrote at 16
Grew up on the crown side, New York town side
Fast forward 20 years later on this team
Wu Tang, that's forever, I couldn't have said it better
But do it for the fans, they riding with you whenever
I ain't saying you shouldn't do it for the cheddar
But you brothers made a whole lot of money sit together
When I first saw Ghost made me want a fur coat
'first saw Chef it was in them staircase'.
Liquid Sauce made a nigga wanna record, listening to Jizza I was saying shit was hard
'changed the whole game, made the world wanna go Z
'writing down the words, man, I didn't miss a breath
Golden bars raw with the baritone voice, that's the killer spitting knowledge
Never scared to bring the voice'the whole clan live, man, there's something there to see
Cappadona always gonna be Wu to me
See, Rizza was the brains, the beats was insane, mix knowledge itself with kung-fu flames
36 chambers, shaolin deep, but my favorite member of Wu, that's ODB, rest in peace
Brooklyn Zoo, nigga please, 'rare change used to be about the speech
Now it's all about a car and some bitches on a beach
Hold up, different time, different generation
Bring it back to the lyrics, fuck whoever hating
Got a hunger for the cream, ain't no time for waiting
'it's a celebration, what up', I salute'
Streets fucking with them, ain't nothing new
20 years later, this my thank you to the Wu
Give me a pack, I make it disappear off a mac
Give me a map, I make you disappear off of that
Give me an ear, I hope you niggas hear where I'm at
Hold up, red flame, blue flame, young nigga came up on this Wu Tang
Can't tell you how these other niggas do things
But I'mma do it right kicking bars, young Lou king
First served cream, I wasn't even a teen
Rep her, she has verse like I wrote at 16
Grew up on the crown side, New York town side
Fast forward 20 years later on this team
Wu Tang, that's forever, I couldn't have said it better
But do it for the fans, they riding with you whenever
I ain't saying you shouldn't do it for the cheddar
But you brothers made a whole lot of money sit together
When I first saw Ghost made me want a fur coat
'first saw Chef it was in them staircase'.
Liquid Sauce made a nigga wanna record, listening to Jizza I was saying shit was hard
'changed the whole game, made the world wanna go Z
'writing down the words, man, I didn't miss a breath
Golden bars raw with the baritone voice, that's the killer spitting knowledge
Never scared to bring the voice'the whole clan live, man, there's something there to see
Cappadona always gonna be Wu to me
See, Rizza was the brains, the beats was insane, mix knowledge itself with kung-fu flames
36 chambers, shaolin deep, but my favorite member of Wu, that's ODB, rest in peace
Brooklyn Zoo, nigga please, 'rare change used to be about the speech
Now it's all about a car and some bitches on a beach
Hold up, different time, different generation
Bring it back to the lyrics, fuck whoever hating
Got a hunger for the cream, ain't no time for waiting
'it's a celebration, what up', I salute'
Streets fucking with them, ain't nothing new
20 years later, this my thank you to the Wu