Wu-Tang Clan - Rushing Elephants

[00:00.32] Yo, yo, yo, what up kid? Yo, these niggaz is back, son [00:04.58] (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm telling you, spit that, done it nigga [00:08.69] Yeah... yeah... yeah, yeah, I seen it like a Zenith, man [00:12.80] You hear me man? Word up, man, ya'll know what it is [00:16.21] It's on again, man, for real, Top Gun, what what [00:18.62] Aiyo, we came through thumping like elephants [00:22.02] The new Range is super-charged, I remains intelligent [00:24.80] Back to the formula, lord, hard grammar [00:27.69] This is God school, make sure the lobby ain't jammed up [00:30.26] Excalibur swords, T-Rexes, bibles of rhymes [00:33.27] We in the lunchroom, weed and veggies for breakfast [00:35.64] Polo campus, sicker lances, the crisp [00:38.01] Hundred dollar kick niggas, that be showing you hand steps [00:40.47] Back to the dormatory, where niggas [00:42.91] Broke my forearm and index finger, now you write glory [00:45.52] True holding my flag, it's all engraved in my blade [00:48.34] So when I wave it, you gon' say Rae mad [00:50.34] Now it's 28 Days Later, now Wu's up, do something, you can't [00:53.41] It's blood in my eye, I might get amped [00:55.75] To rip something down, the billboard holders is back [00:58.48] So when you see me, you gon' say he gets down [01:00.83] From darkness to DNA, I move with my brother [01:03.36] And we resonate, energy that shifts in colors [01:05.75] Bringing MC's punishment, then I'm done with it [01:08.99] The meter leave way on the fast break, I run with it [01:11.03] It was not a hobby, but a childhood passion [01:13.47] That had started in the lobby and was quicky fashioned [01:16.07] Every line to line, bar for bar is clockwork [01:18.55] Hazardous and powerful enough to have your block hurt [01:21.07] Check the total amount of MC's inflicted [01:23.80] With torture, from moving with work that's restricted [01:26.27] We criticize producers til they joints are right [01:29.03] Then acupuncture the track with pinpoints of light [01:31.30] Hitting them from well conceiled firing positions [01:34.07] With explosiveness that'll make the deaf listen [01:36.55] Drastic, pyroclastic, connected with the same old [01:39.92] Down the dangerous slopes of an active volcano [01:41.50] Blitz like the Green Bay Packers, sack like the linebackers [01:44.35] Hang with niggas, like redneck crackers [01:46.81] Strangle cold bottles of Beck's, like a vexed German [01:49.57] Duck low behind the car, my tech burning [01:52.21] Neck burning, from eight karats of sunlight [01:54.46] Absorbed, in the grill, Big Pun like [01:57.38] Lord of the Wu-Tang sword, know what that means? [01:59.69] Like J.R. Tolkien, it's the Lord of the Rings [02:02.07] This is my man, Chef, auto, like Grand Theft Auto [02:04.70] The 18th letter, followed by the mark of Zorro [02:07.13] Plus A, not for apple, but I pack an apple [02:09.81] Shorty try to buck back, and knock me off the saddle [02:12.31] Caramel, pecan, sundae, Pregline [02:14.88] Plump breasts, was filled with saline [02:17.30] Her big booty cousin, nasty Nadine [02:20.05] Get you on the floor, whore tried to double team [02:22.46] Is he still that nucca? Is he in the hood like that? [02:25.75] Is he really strapped? Will he really split yo' shit? [02:27.76] I thought you said he rap? Pull up in the yard, ten sets [02:30.58] He ain't flexing, microphone ripping, heat holding [02:33.12] Who testing? Rope-a-dope his black lotus [02:35.32] Can't quote this, chat with the sword tongue [02:37.94] Duck when the axe is swinging, wild Apache drum [02:40.78] Crazy Horse kicking his thoughts, he won't quit [02:42.93] Can't tell 'em nothing, he grown, give the man room [02:45.70] Space was demanded, beat banging through the speaker [02:48.32] Voice, heat seek missle, guided at the listener [02:51.03] Swing to the gospel, catch up and wet at the brothel [02:53.38] Unstoppable, direction of my flow, optional [02:56.17] To the ear, depending on the current of air, the crowd's in [02:59.45]