[{"id":33152170,"name":"Do You Really (Thang Thang","trackName":"Do You Really (Thang Thang","artistName":"Wu-Tang Clan","albumName":"Wu-Tang Clan","duration":322.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, this is a Wu banger, two thousand and one noise maker\nOff the hook guerilla anthem\nThis is dj kay slay, from around the way\nAnd I'll smack the shit outta any of you DJ's\nThat front on this shit, think I'm playin'?\nI heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\nI heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\nI heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\nI heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\nI never play a fan of the fame, I got love for the game\nNever lust for the dames, I got dust in my veins\nLittle off in the brain, kid talks butter slang\nSniffed a little blow with the rap eddie kane\nSpent a lot of dough, it's so hard to explain\nAnd I fucked a lot of hoes off the strength of the name\nWuTtang, see me at the next, x winter games\nSnowboardin down a ski range, it's a blue and grey frame\nKeep, pointin the finger, I'm that nigga to blame\nThe main reason why you tuck the chain\nSelf proclaimed, got a lotta profit to gain\nAnd I'm leavin the rap game the same way I came\nNow creep with me, as I roll through the stat\nLittle Meth got my back, so do pinky fat-fat\nLet me hit that contact, learn how to act\nBefore you bring that drama the end, now fade to black\nPositive, hate kids who tell me lies\nDespise guys that wanna get high but never buy\nGot nine lives, nine wives that don't listen\nBitchin their biological clocks is tickin\nWu limited edition hot off the presses\nI guess it's, curtains for competition\nMethod, runnin 'em out, gun in my mouth\nThe kid your momma warned you about, tear down the house\nAfter midnight, eatin MC's, change to a gremlin\nYou're tremblin', behind the kremlin wall, surrenderin'\nThat's what you get for russian/rushin', in the direction I was bustin'\nPolish your sword, your shit is rustin'\nI heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\nI heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\nI heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\nI heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\nOne-two, testin', testin', mic check wreckin'\nSteps into the session\nAutomatic weapon off safety, don't play me\nBut brings all them things with silencers\nMy clan is liver than your average '85er\nStrive to stay alive\nI play for keeps in the streets\n'Cause it's real on the battlefield\nShells hit the ground from the steel\nBullets travel, sun set fire to your mind\nWords combine when I rhyme to free the blind\nPrepare my queen for battle and walk down\nI drink from the wine of violence, no tolerance\nGave word bond, sword silence\nMe in military fatigues, bulletproof underneath\nBuy enough ammunition to round and sweep the streets\nOf brooklyn, central, sugar-whipped the rental\nWhile I'm lickin' out the window at y'all, fuck y'all\nI heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\nI heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\nI heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\nI heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\nYo, we thrive on street life, we strive to eat right\nThey blind and need sight, we tried to be nice\nThey talk the small talk, we walk the long walk\nWe lost, they all thought, they forced to fall short\nWe rock for hard rocks, rocked the hot blocks\nShop and cop rocks, watch the top notch in action\nBegin to make your head spin\nWu-tang my brethren, we bang like veterans\nThey paid for record spins, taste the medicine\nOr face the double m, we came to trouble them\nHustle them for they 20 mill' then buckle them\n'Nuff to spin out the blue, bitches lovin' them\nDozen men with force of a hundred-ten\nStumblin' thug passions, it must've been\nI heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\nI heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\nI heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\nI heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\nI heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\nI heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\nI heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\nI heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.29] Yo, this is a Wu banger, two thousand and one noise maker\n[00:04.90] Off the hook guerilla anthem\n[00:06.53] This is dj kay slay, from around the way\n[00:09.26] And I'll smack the shit outta any of you DJ's\n[00:11.86] That front on this shit, think I'm playin'?\n[00:13.49] I heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\n[00:15.64] I heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\n[00:18.04] I heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\n[00:20.59] I heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\n[00:23.00] I never play a fan of the fame, I got love for the game\n[00:25.60] Never lust for the dames, I got dust in my veins\n[00:28.09] Little off in the brain, kid talks butter slang\n[00:31.01] Sniffed a little blow with the rap eddie kane\n[00:33.35] Spent a lot of dough, it's so hard to explain\n[00:35.97] And I fucked a lot of hoes off the strength of the name\n[00:38.72] WuTtang, see me at the next, x winter games\n[00:41.19] Snowboardin down a ski range, it's a blue and grey frame\n[00:43.97] Keep, pointin the finger, I'm that nigga to blame\n[00:46.38] The main reason why you tuck the chain\n[00:49.18] Self proclaimed, got a lotta profit to gain\n[00:51.53] And I'm leavin the rap game the same way I came\n[00:54.44] Now creep with me, as I roll through the stat\n[00:57.02] Little Meth got my back, so do pinky fat-fat\n[00:59.75] Let me hit that contact, learn how to act\n[01:01.99] Before you bring that drama the end, now fade to black\n[01:04.83] Positive, hate kids who tell me lies\n[01:07.21] Despise guys that wanna get high but never buy\n[01:09.91] Got nine lives, nine wives that don't listen\n[01:12.66] Bitchin their biological clocks is tickin\n[01:15.38] Wu limited edition hot off the presses\n[01:17.89] I guess it's, curtains for competition\n[01:20.38] Method, runnin 'em out, gun in my mouth\n[01:22.92] The kid your momma warned you about, tear down the house\n[01:25.59] After midnight, eatin MC's, change to a gremlin\n[01:28.19] You're tremblin', behind the kremlin wall, surrenderin'\n[01:31.05] That's what you get for russian/rushin', in the direction I was bustin'\n[01:34.52] Polish your sword, your shit is rustin'\n[01:36.36] I heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\n[01:38.97] I heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\n[01:41.65] I heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\n[01:44.24] I heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\n[01:46.83] One-two, testin', testin', mic check wreckin'\n[01:49.22] Steps into the session\n[01:50.61] Automatic weapon off safety, don't play me\n[01:53.10] But brings all them things with silencers\n[01:55.60] My clan is liver than your average '85er\n[01:58.30] Strive to stay alive\n[01:59.74] I play for keeps in the streets\n[02:01.30] 'Cause it's real on the battlefield\n[02:03.08] Shells hit the ground from the steel\n[02:04.60] Bullets travel, sun set fire to your mind\n[02:07.28] Words combine when I rhyme to free the blind\n[02:10.01] Prepare my queen for battle and walk down\n[02:12.41] I drink from the wine of violence, no tolerance\n[02:15.23] Gave word bond, sword silence\n[02:17.14] Me in military fatigues, bulletproof underneath\n[02:20.27] Buy enough ammunition to round and sweep the streets\n[02:22.87] Of brooklyn, central, sugar-whipped the rental\n[02:25.56] While I'm lickin' out the window at y'all, fuck y'all\n[02:28.17] I heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\n[02:31.19] I heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\n[02:33.84] I heard you ladies got them 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heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\n  I never play a fan of the fame, I got love for the game\n  Never lust for the dames, I got dust in my veins\n  Little off in the brain, kid talks butter slang\n  Sniffed a little blow with the rap eddie kane\n  Spent a lot of dough, it's so hard to explain\n  And I fucked a lot of hoes off the strength of the name\n  WuTtang, see me at the next, x winter games\n  Snowboardin down a ski range, it's a blue and grey frame\n  Keep, pointin the finger, I'm that nigga to blame\n  The main reason why you tuck the chain\n  Self proclaimed, got a lotta profit to gain\n  And I'm leavin the rap game the same way I came\n  Now creep with me, as I roll through the stat\n  Little Meth got my back, so do pinky fat-fat\n  Let me hit that contact, learn how to act\n  Before you bring that drama the end, now fade to black\n  Positive, hate kids who tell me lies\n  Despise guys that wanna get high but never buy\n  Got nine lives, nine wives that don't listen\n  Bitchin their biological clocks is tickin\n  Wu limited edition hot off the presses\n  I guess it's, curtains for competition\n  Method, runnin 'em out, gun in my mouth\n  The kid your momma warned you about, tear down the house\n  After midnight, eatin MC's, change to a gremlin\n  You're tremblin', behind the kremlin wall, surrenderin'\n  That's what you get for russian/rushin', in the direction I was bustin'\n  Polish your sword, your shit is rustin'\n  I heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\n  I heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\n  I heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\n  I heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\n  One-two, testin', testin', mic check wreckin'\n  Steps into the session\n  Automatic weapon off safety, don't play me\n  But brings all them things with silencers\n  My clan is liver than your average '85er\n  Strive to stay alive\n  I play for keeps in the streets\n  'Cause it's real on 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and cop rocks, watch the top notch in action\n  Begin to make your head spin\n  Wu-tang my brethren, we bang like veterans\n  They paid for record spins, taste the medicine\n  Or face the double m, we came to trouble them\n  Hustle them for they 20 mill' then buckle them\n  'Nuff to spin out the blue, bitches lovin' them\n  Dozen men with force of a hundred-ten\n  Stumblin' thug passions, it must've been\n  I heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\n  I heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\n  I heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\n  I heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\n  I heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\n  I heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\n  I heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\n  I heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\n"},{"id":18249616,"name":"Do You Really (Thang Thang)","trackName":"Do You Really (Thang Thang)","artistName":"Wu-Tang 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chain\nSelf proclaimed, got a lotta profit to gain\nAnd I'm leaving the rap game the same way I came\n\n[Method Man]\nNow creep with me, as I roll through the Stat\nLittle Meth got my back, little pinky fat-fat\nLet me hit that (draws), contact, learn how to act\nBefore you bring that drama the end; I'll fade to black\nPositive, I hate kids who tell me lies\nDespise guys that wanna get high but never buy\nGot 9 lives, 9 wives that dont listen\nBitchin' their biological clocks is tickin'\nWu limited edition hot off the presses\nI guess its, curtains for competition\nMethod, runnin' 'em out, gun in my mouth\nThe kid your momma warned you about, tear down the house\nAfter midnight eatin' emcees chase through suburbia\nYou tremblin', behind a crumblin' wall, surrenderin'\nThats what you get, for rushin' in the direction I was bustin'\nPolish your sword, your shit is rustin'\n\n[Hook x2]\n\n[Masta Killa]\n1, 2, testin', testin', mic check wreckin'\nStep into the session\nAutomatic weapon off safety\nDont play me\nButt brings all them things with silencers\nMy clans liver than your average '85er\nStrive to stay alive\nI play for keeps in the streets\nCos its real on the battlefield\nShells hit the ground from the steel\nBullets travel, sun set fire to your mind\nWords combine when I rhyme to feed the blind\nPrepare my queen for battle and walk down\nI drink from the wine of violence, no tolerance\nGame word bond, sword silenced\nMe in military fatigues bulletproof underneath\nBuy enough ammunition, go round and sweep the streets\nOf Brooklyn, Central, sugar-whipped the rental\nWhile I'm lickin out the window at y'all\nFuck y'all\n\n[Hook x2]\n\n[Inspectah Deck]\nYo,\nWe thrive on street life\nWe strive to eat right\nThey blindin' these sight\nWe tried to be nice\nThey talk the small talk\nWe walk the long walk\nWe lost, they all thought\nThey forced to fall short\nWe rock for hard rock\nRocked the hot blocks\nShop and cop rocks\nWatch the top notch in action\nBegin to make your head spin\nWu Tang my bredren\nWe bang like veterans\nThey came for record spins, taste the medicine\nOr face the double M, we came to trouble them\nHustle them for their 20 mill then buckle them\nEnough to spin out the blue, bitches lovin' them\nDozen men with force of a hundred-ten\nStumblin' thug passions, it must've been\n\n[Hook x4]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Do You Really (Thang Thang)\n  artist: Wu-Tang Clan\n  album: Wu-Tang Clan _ The W\n  duration_ms: 322072\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yo, this is a Wu-Banger two thousand and one noise maker\n  off the hook guerilla anthem\n  This is DJ Kay Slay, from around the way\n  And I'll smack the shit outta any of you DJ's\n  that front on this shit. think I'm playin?\n\n  [Hook x2 (Method Man)]\n  I heard you ladies got them Thang Thangs\n  Do you really?\n  I heard you niggas like to bang bang\n  Do you really?\n\n  [StreetLife]\n  I never been a fan of the fame\n  I got love for the game\n  Never lust for the dames\n  I got dust in my veins\n  Hit 'em off in the brain\n  Kid talks but its lame\n  Sniffed a little blow with the rap Eddie Kane\n  Spent a lot of dough, its so hard to explain\n  And i fucked a lot of bitches off the strength of the name\n  Wu Tang see me in the next Lex with the game\n  Snowboarding down a ski range, its a blue and grey frame\n  Keep, pointing the finger, I'm that nigga to blame\n  The main reson why you duck the chain\n  Self proclaimed, got a lotta profit to gain\n  And I'm leaving the rap game the same way I came\n\n  [Method Man]\n  Now creep with me, as I roll through the Stat\n  Little Meth got my back, little pinky fat-fat\n  Let me hit that (draws), contact, learn how to act\n  Before you bring that drama the end; I'll fade to black\n  Positive, I hate kids who tell me lies\n  Despise guys that wanna get high but never buy\n  Got 9 lives, 9 wives that dont listen\n  Bitchin' their biological clocks is tickin'\n  Wu limited edition hot off the presses\n  I guess its, curtains for competition\n  Method, runnin' 'em out, gun in my mouth\n  The kid your momma warned you about, tear down the house\n  After midnight eatin' emcees chase through suburbia\n  You tremblin', behind a crumblin' wall, surrenderin'\n  Thats what you get, for rushin' in the direction I was bustin'\n  Polish your sword, your shit is rustin'\n\n  [Hook x2]\n\n  [Masta Killa]\n  1, 2, testin', testin', mic check wreckin'\n  Step into the session\n  Automatic weapon off safety\n  Dont play me\n  Butt brings all them things with silencers\n  My clans liver than your average '85er\n  Strive to stay alive\n  I play for keeps in the streets\n  Cos its real on the battlefield\n  Shells hit the ground from the steel\n  Bullets travel, sun set fire to your mind\n  Words combine when I rhyme to feed the blind\n  Prepare my queen for battle and walk down\n  I drink from the wine of violence, no tolerance\n  Game word bond, sword silenced\n  Me in military fatigues bulletproof underneath\n  Buy enough ammunition, go round and sweep the streets\n  Of Brooklyn, Central, sugar-whipped the rental\n  While I'm lickin out the window at y'all\n  Fuck y'all\n\n  [Hook x2]\n\n  [Inspectah Deck]\n  Yo,\n  We thrive on street life\n  We strive to eat right\n  They blindin' these sight\n  We tried to be nice\n  They talk the small talk\n  We walk the long walk\n  We lost, they all thought\n  They forced to fall short\n  We rock for hard rock\n  Rocked the hot blocks\n  Shop and cop rocks\n  Watch the top notch in action\n  Begin to make your head spin\n  Wu Tang my bredren\n  We bang like veterans\n  They came for record spins, taste the medicine\n  Or face the double M, we came to trouble them\n  Hustle them for their 20 mill then buckle them\n  Enough to spin out the blue, bitches lovin' them\n  Dozen men with force of a hundred-ten\n  Stumblin' thug passions, it must've been\n\n  [Hook 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grey frame\nKeep, pointing the finger, I'm that nigga to blame\nThe main reson why you duck the chain\nSelf proclaimed, got a lotta profit to gain\nAnd I'm leaving the rap game the same way I came\n\n[Method Man]\nNow creep with me, as I roll through the Stat\nLittle Meth got my back, little pinky fat-fat\nLet me hit that (draws), contact, learn how to act\nBefore you bring that drama the end; I'll fade to black\nPositive, I hate kids who tell me lies\nDespise guys that wanna get high but never buy\nGot 9 lives, 9 wives that dont listen\nBitchin' their biological clocks is tickin'\nWu limited edition hot off the presses\nI guess its, curtains for competition\nMethod, runnin' 'em out, gun in my mouth\nThe kid your momma warned you about, tear down the house\nAfter midnight eatin' emcees chase through suburbia\nYou tremblin', behind a crumblin' wall, surrenderin'\nThats what you get, for rushin' in the direction I was bustin'\nPolish your sword, your shit is rustin'\n\n[Hook x2]\n\n[Masta Killa]\n1, 2, testin', testin', mic check wreckin'\nStep into the session\nAutomatic weapon off safety\nDont play me\nButt brings all them things with silencers\nMy clans liver than your average '85er\nStrive to stay alive\nI play for keeps in the streets\nCos its real on the battlefield\nShells hit the ground from the steel\nBullets travel, sun set fire to your mind\nWords combine when I rhyme to feed the blind\nPrepare my queen for battle and walk down\nI drink from the wine of violence, no tolerance\nGame word bond, sword silenced\nMe in military fatigues bulletproof underneath\nBuy enough ammunition, go round and sweep the streets\nOf Brooklyn, Central, sugar-whipped the rental\nWhile I'm lickin out the window at y'all\nFuck y'all\n\n[Hook x2]\n\n[Inspectah Deck]\nYo,\nWe thrive on street life\nWe strive to eat right\nThey blindin' these sight\nWe tried to be nice\nThey talk the small talk\nWe walk the long walk\nWe lost, they all thought\nThey forced to fall short\nWe rock for hard rock\nRocked the hot blocks\nShop and cop rocks\nWatch the top notch in action\nBegin to make your head spin\nWu Tang my bredren\nWe bang like veterans\nThey came for record spins, taste the medicine\nOr face the double M, we came to trouble them\nHustle them for their 20 mill then buckle them\nEnough to spin out the blue, bitches lovin' them\nDozen men with force of a hundred-ten\nStumblin' thug passions, it must've been\n\n[Hook x4]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Do You Really (Thang, Tang)\n  artist: Wu-Tang Clan\n  album: The W\n  duration_ms: 322000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yo, this is a Wu-Banger two thousand and one noise maker\n  off the hook guerilla anthem\n  This is DJ Kay Slay, from around the way\n  And I'll smack the shit outta any of you DJ's\n  that front on this shit. think I'm playin?\n\n  [Hook x2 (Method Man)]\n  I heard you ladies got them Thang Thangs\n  Do you really?\n  I heard you niggas like to bang bang\n  Do you really?\n\n  [StreetLife]\n  I never been a fan of the fame\n  I got love for the game\n  Never lust for the dames\n  I got dust in my veins\n  Hit 'em off in the brain\n  Kid talks but its lame\n  Sniffed a little blow with the rap Eddie Kane\n  Spent a lot of dough, its so hard to explain\n  And i fucked a lot of bitches off the strength of the name\n  Wu Tang see me in the next Lex with the game\n  Snowboarding down a ski range, its a blue and grey frame\n  Keep, pointing the finger, I'm that nigga to blame\n  The main reson why you duck the chain\n  Self proclaimed, got a lotta profit to gain\n  And I'm leaving the rap game the same way I came\n\n  [Method Man]\n  Now creep with me, as I roll through the Stat\n  Little Meth got my back, little pinky fat-fat\n  Let me hit that (draws), contact, learn how to act\n  Before you bring that drama the end; I'll fade to black\n  Positive, I hate kids who tell me lies\n  Despise guys that wanna get high but never buy\n  Got 9 lives, 9 wives that dont listen\n  Bitchin' their biological clocks is tickin'\n  Wu limited edition hot off the presses\n  I guess its, curtains for competition\n  Method, runnin' 'em out, gun in my mouth\n  The kid your momma warned you about, tear down the house\n  After midnight eatin' emcees chase through suburbia\n  You tremblin', behind a crumblin' wall, surrenderin'\n  Thats what you get, for rushin' in the direction I was bustin'\n  Polish your sword, your shit is rustin'\n\n  [Hook x2]\n\n  [Masta Killa]\n  1, 2, testin', testin', mic check wreckin'\n  Step into the session\n  Automatic weapon off safety\n  Dont play me\n  Butt brings all them things with silencers\n  My clans liver than your average '85er\n  Strive to stay alive\n  I play for keeps in the streets\n  Cos its real on the battlefield\n  Shells hit the ground from the steel\n  Bullets travel, sun set fire to your mind\n  Words combine when I rhyme to feed the blind\n  Prepare my queen for battle and walk down\n  I drink from the wine of violence, no tolerance\n  Game word bond, sword silenced\n  Me in military fatigues bulletproof underneath\n  Buy enough ammunition, go round and sweep the streets\n  Of Brooklyn, Central, sugar-whipped the rental\n  While I'm lickin out the window at y'all\n  Fuck y'all\n\n  [Hook x2]\n\n  [Inspectah Deck]\n  Yo,\n  We thrive on street life\n  We strive to eat right\n  They blindin' these sight\n  We tried to be nice\n  They talk the small talk\n  We walk the long walk\n  We lost, they all thought\n  They forced to fall short\n  We rock for hard rock\n  Rocked the hot blocks\n  Shop and cop rocks\n  Watch the top notch in action\n  Begin to make your head spin\n  Wu Tang my bredren\n  We bang like veterans\n  They came for record spins, taste the medicine\n  Or face the double M, we came to trouble them\n  Hustle them for their 20 mill then buckle them\n  Enough to spin out the blue, bitches lovin' them\n  Dozen men with force of a hundred-ten\n  Stumblin' thug passions, it must've been\n\n  [Hook x4]\n"},{"id":5372018,"name":"Do You Really (Thang Thang)","trackName":"Do You Really (Thang Thang)","artistName":"Wu-Tang Clan","albumName":"The W","duration":322.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, this is a Wu-Banger two thousand and one noise maker\nOff the hook guerilla anthem\nThis is DJ Kay Slay, from around the way\nAnd I'll smack the shit outta any of you DJ's\nThat front on this shit. think I'm playin?\n\n[Hook x2 (Method Man)]\nI heard you ladies got them Thang Thangs\nDo you really?\nI heard you niggas like to bang bang\nDo you really?\n\n[StreetLife]\nI never been a fan of the fame\nI got love for the game\nNever lust for the dames\nI got dust in my veins\nHit 'em off in the brain\nKid talks but its lame\nSniffed a little blow with the rap Eddie Kane\nSpent a lot of dough, its so hard to explain\nAnd i fucked a lot of bitches off the strength of the name\nWu Tang see me in the next Lex with the game\nSnowboarding down a ski range, its a blue and grey frame\nKeep, pointing the finger, I'm that nigga to blame\nThe main reson why you duck the chain\nSelf proclaimed, got a lotta profit to gain\nAnd I'm leaving the rap game the same way I came\n\n[Method Man]\nNow creep with me, as I roll through the Stat\nLittle Meth got my back, little pinky fat-fat\nLet me hit that (draws), contact, learn how to act\nBefore you bring that drama the end; I'll fade to black\nPositive, I hate kids who tell me lies\nDespise guys that wanna get high but never buy\nGot 9 lives, 9 wives that dont listen\nBitchin' their biological clocks is tickin'\nWu limited edition hot off the presses\nI guess its, curtains for competition\nMethod, runnin' 'em out, gun in my mouth\nThe kid your momma warned you about, tear down the house\nAfter midnight eatin' emcees chase through suburbia\nYou tremblin', behind a crumblin' wall, surrenderin'\nThats what you get, for rushin' in the direction I was bustin'\nPolish your sword, your shit is rustin'\n\n[Hook x2]\n\n[Masta Killa]\n1, 2, testin', testin', mic check wreckin'\nStep into the session\nAutomatic weapon off safety\nDont play me\nButt brings all them things with silencers\nMy clans liver than your average '85er\nStrive to stay alive\nI play for keeps in the streets\nCos its real on the battlefield\nShells hit the ground from the steel\nBullets travel, sun set fire to your mind\nWords combine when I rhyme to feed the blind\nPrepare my queen for battle and walk down\nI drink from the wine of violence, no tolerance\nGame word bond, sword silenced\nMe in military fatigues bulletproof underneath\nBuy enough ammunition, go round and sweep the streets\nOf Brooklyn, Central, sugar-whipped the rental\nWhile I'm lickin out the window at y'all\nFuck y'all\n\n[Hook x2]\n\n[Inspectah Deck]\nYo,\nWe thrive on street life\nWe strive to eat right\nThey blindin' these sight\nWe tried to be nice\nThey talk the small talk\nWe walk the long walk\nWe lost, they all thought\nThey forced to fall short\nWe rock for hard rock\nRocked the hot blocks\nShop and cop rocks\nWatch the top notch in action\nBegin to make your head spin\nWu Tang my bredren\nWe bang like veterans\nThey came for record spins, taste the medicine\nOr face the double M, we came to trouble them\nHustle them for their 20 mill then buckle them\nEnough to spin out the blue, bitches lovin' them\nDozen men with force of a hundred-ten\nStumblin' thug passions, it must've been\n\n[Hook x4]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Do You Really (Thang Thang)\n  artist: Wu-Tang Clan\n  album: The W\n  duration_ms: 322000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yo, this is a Wu-Banger two thousand and one noise maker\n  Off the hook guerilla anthem\n  This is DJ Kay Slay, from around the way\n  And I'll smack the shit outta any of you DJ's\n  That front on this shit. think I'm playin?\n\n  [Hook x2 (Method Man)]\n  I heard you ladies got them Thang Thangs\n  Do you really?\n  I heard you niggas like to bang bang\n  Do you really?\n\n  [StreetLife]\n  I never been a fan of the fame\n  I got love for the game\n  Never lust for the dames\n  I got dust in my veins\n  Hit 'em off in the brain\n  Kid talks but its lame\n  Sniffed a little blow with the rap Eddie Kane\n  Spent a lot of dough, its so hard to explain\n  And i fucked a lot of bitches off the strength of the name\n  Wu Tang see me in the next Lex with the game\n  Snowboarding down a ski range, its a blue and grey frame\n  Keep, pointing the finger, I'm that nigga to blame\n  The main reson why you duck the chain\n  Self proclaimed, got a lotta profit to gain\n  And I'm leaving the rap game the same way I came\n\n  [Method Man]\n  Now creep with me, as I roll through the Stat\n  Little Meth got my back, little pinky fat-fat\n  Let me hit that (draws), contact, learn how to act\n  Before you bring that drama the end; I'll fade to black\n  Positive, I hate kids who tell me lies\n  Despise guys that wanna get high but never buy\n  Got 9 lives, 9 wives that dont listen\n  Bitchin' their biological clocks is tickin'\n  Wu limited edition hot off the presses\n  I guess its, curtains for competition\n  Method, runnin' 'em out, gun in my mouth\n  The kid your momma warned you about, tear down the house\n  After midnight eatin' emcees chase through suburbia\n  You tremblin', behind a crumblin' wall, surrenderin'\n  Thats what you get, for rushin' in the direction I was bustin'\n  Polish your sword, your shit is rustin'\n\n  [Hook x2]\n\n  [Masta Killa]\n  1, 2, testin', testin', mic check wreckin'\n  Step into the session\n  Automatic weapon off safety\n  Dont play me\n  Butt brings all them things with silencers\n  My clans liver than your average '85er\n  Strive to stay alive\n  I play for keeps in the streets\n  Cos its real on the battlefield\n  Shells hit the ground from the steel\n  Bullets travel, sun set fire to your mind\n  Words 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bitches off the strength of the name\nWu Tang see me in the next Lex with the game\nSnowboarding down a ski range, its a blue and grey frame\nKeep, pointing the finger, I'm that nigga to blame\nThe main reson why you duck the chain\nSelf proclaimed, got a lotta profit to gain\nAnd I'm leaving the rap game the same way I came\n\n[Method Man]\nNow creep with me, as I roll through the Stat\nLittle Meth got my back, little pinky fat-fat\nLet me hit that (draws), contact, learn how to act\nBefore you bring that drama the end; I'll fade to black\nPositive, I hate kids who tell me lies\nDespise guys that wanna get high but never buy\nGot 9 lives, 9 wives that dont listen\nBitchin' their biological clocks is tickin'\nWu limited edition hot off the presses\nI guess its, curtains for competition\nMethod, runnin' 'em out, gun in my mouth\nThe kid your momma warned you about, tear down the house\nAfter midnight eatin' emcees chase through suburbia\nYou tremblin', behind a crumblin' wall, surrenderin'\nThats what you get, for rushin' in the direction I was bustin'\nPolish your sword, your shit is rustin'\n\n[Hook x2]\n\n[Masta Killa]\n1, 2, testin', testin', mic check wreckin'\nStep into the session\nAutomatic weapon off safety\nDont play me\nButt brings all them things with silencers\nMy clans liver than your average '85er\nStrive to stay alive\nI play for keeps in the streets\nCos its real on the battlefield\nShells hit the ground from the steel\nBullets travel, sun set fire to your mind\nWords combine when I rhyme to feed the blind\nPrepare my queen for battle and walk down\nI drink from the wine of violence, no tolerance\nGame word bond, sword silenced\nMe in military fatigues bulletproof underneath\nBuy enough ammunition, go round and sweep the streets\nOf Brooklyn, Central, sugar-whipped the rental\nWhile I'm lickin out the window at y'all\nFuck y'all\n\n[Hook x2]\n\n[Inspectah Deck]\nYo,\nWe thrive on street life\nWe strive to eat right\nThey blindin' these sight\nWe tried to be nice\nThey talk the small talk\nWe walk the long walk\nWe lost, they all thought\nThey forced to fall short\nWe rock for hard rock\nRocked the hot blocks\nShop and cop rocks\nWatch the top notch in action\nBegin to make your head spin\nWu Tang my bredren\nWe bang like veterans\nThey came for record spins, taste the medicine\nOr face the double M, we came to trouble them\nHustle them for their 20 mill then buckle them\nEnough to spin out the blue, bitches lovin' them\nDozen men with force of a hundred-ten\nStumblin' thug passions, it must've been\n\n[Hook x4]","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.24]Yo, this is a Wu-banger 2001 noise maker\n[00:05.56]Off the hook guerrilla anthem\n[00:07.25]This is DJ K-Sloth from 'round the way\n[00:09.74]And I'll smack the shit out of any of you DJs\n[00:11.90]That front on this shit\n[00:13.16]Nigga, play it\n[00:13.71]I heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\n[00:16.37]I heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\n[00:18.93]I heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\n[00:21.58]I heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\n[00:23.11]I never play a fan of the fame, I got love for the game\n[00:26.24]Never lust for the dames, I got dust in my veins\n[00:28.82]Little off in the brain, kid talks with a slang\n[00:31.71]Sniffed a little blow with the rap Eddie Kane\n[00:34.36]Spent a lot of dough, it's so hard to explain\n[00:36.66]And I fucked a lot of hoes off the strength of the name\n[00:39.35]Wu-Tang, see me at the next X with the gang\n[00:41.81]Snowboarding down the ski lane in some blue and gray frames\n[00:44.57]Keep pointing the finger, I'm that nigga to blame\n[00:47.22]The main reason why you tuck your chain\n[00:49.69]Self-proclaimed, got a lot of props to gain\n[00:52.33]And I'm leaving the rap game the same way I came\n[00:54.82]Now creep with me as I roll through the stat'\n[00:57.57]Little Meth got my back, so do Pinky Fat Fat\n[01:00.19]Let me hit that, contact, learn how to act\n[01:02.80]Before you bring that drama, the end, now fade to black\n[01:05.61]Positive, hate kids who tell me lies\n[01:08.02]Despise guys that wanna get high but never buy\n[01:10.92]Got nine lives, nine wives that don't listen\n[01:13.50]Bitch and their biological clocks is ticking\n[01:16.19]Wu limited edition, hot off the presses\n[01:18.57]I guess it's curtains for competition\n[01:21.36]Method, running the mouth, gun in my mouth\n[01:23.74]The kid your mama warned you about tear down the house\n[01:26.21]After midnight, eating them seeds, chased to a Gremlin\n[01:28.97]You're trembling behind the Kremlin walls, surrendering\n[01:31.71]That's what you get for rushing in the direction I was busting\n[01:35.02]Polish your sword, your shit is rusting\n[01:37.14]I heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\n[01:39.74]I heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\n[01:42.31]I heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\n[01:44.95]I heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\n[01:46.78]One, two, testing, testing\n[01:48.73]Mic check wrecking, steps into the session\n[01:51.36]Automatic weapon off safety, don't play me\n[01:53.95]What brings all them things with silencers\n[01:56.59]My clan is liver than your average '85er\n[01:59.02]Strive to stay alive, I play for keeps in the streets\n[02:02.06]'Cause it's real on the battlefield\n[02:03.67]Shells hit the ground from the steel\n[02:05.35]Bullets travel, son set fire to your mind\n[02:08.26]Words combine when I rhyme to free the blind\n[02:10.60]Prepare my queen for battle in war gown\n[02:13.37]I drank from the wine of violence, no tolerance\n[02:16.03]Gave word bond, swore silence\n[02:18.00]Me in military fatigue, bulletproof underneath\n[02:21.07]While 'nough ammunition around to sweep the streets\n[02:23.55]Of Brooklyn, Central, sugar whip the rental\n[02:26.02]While I'm looking out the window at y'all, fuck y'all\n[02:29.20]I 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ten\n[03:13.35]Stumbling, thug passions, it must have been\n[03:31.25]I heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\n[03:34.48]I heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\n[03:37.02]I heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\n[03:39.62]I heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\n[03:42.23]I heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\n[03:44.88]I heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\n[03:47.43]I heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\n[03:50.00]I heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\n[04:11.02]It's the Meth, nigga\n[04:12.13]I got this, I got this, man, I got this\n[04:14.08]You ain't got a job, nigga?\n[04:19.78]Shut the fuck up, dickface\n[04:22.45]Turn that shit up, nigga\n[04:25.99]Back the fuck off, nigga\n[04:30.23]Back the fuck off, nigga\n[04:31.07]Yo, yo, yo\n[04:32.36]Got to check out the W\n[04:34.35]Got to check out the W\n[04:37.43]I got to check out the W\n[04:39.55]Got to check out the W\n[04:42.54]You got to check out the W\n[04:44.70]Got to check out the W\n[04:47.87]You got to check out the W\n[04:50.07]Got to check out\n[04:52.01]We struggle, we grits, and huddle with cliques\n[04:54.68]And rumble with clips, and puddles will drip\n[04:57.25]You fumble our shit, the tunnel we thick\n[04:59.81]It's under the lip, you talk our street\n[05:00.63]Yo, hold on, turn that shit down, turn that shit down, yo\n[05:02.91]Motherfuckers are still right there\n[05:05.37]Motherfuckers\n[05:06.59]Man, give me that, I'ma tear one of these motherfuckers up right now\n[05:10.09]I'ma tear one of these up\n[05:11.69]Here they come right now, here they come right now, here they come\n[05:15.92]Look like Raekwon\n[05:17.73]Is that it?\n[05:19.28]What the fuck?\n[05:20.65]Is Raekwon busting that motherfucker?","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Do You Really (Thang, Thang)\n  artist: Wu‐Tang Clan\n  album: The W\n  duration_ms: 322000\n  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[StreetLife]\n  I never been a fan of the fame\n  I got love for the game\n  Never lust for the dames\n  I got dust in my veins\n  Hit 'em off in the brain\n  Kid talks but its lame\n  Sniffed a little blow with the rap Eddie Kane\n  Spent a lot of dough, its so hard to explain\n  And i fucked a lot of bitches off the strength of the name\n  Wu Tang see me in the next Lex with the game\n  Snowboarding down a ski range, its a blue and grey frame\n  Keep, pointing the finger, I'm that nigga to blame\n  The main reson why you duck the chain\n  Self proclaimed, got a lotta profit to gain\n  And I'm leaving the rap game the same way I came\n\n  [Method Man]\n  Now creep with me, as I roll through the Stat\n  Little Meth got my back, little pinky fat-fat\n  Let me hit that (draws), contact, learn how to act\n  Before you bring that drama the end; I'll fade to black\n  Positive, I hate kids who tell me lies\n  Despise guys that wanna get high but never buy\n  Got 9 lives, 9 wives that dont 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never play a fan of the fame, I got love for the game\n  Never lust for the dames, I got dust in my veins\n  Little off in the brain, kid talks butter slang\n  Sniffed a little blow with the rap eddie kane\n  Spent a lot of dough, it's so hard to explain\n  And I fucked a lot of hoes off the strength of the name\n  WuTtang, see me at the next, x winter games\n  Snowboardin down a ski range, it's a blue and grey frame\n  Keep, pointin the finger, I'm that nigga to blame\n  The main reason why you tuck the chain\n  Self proclaimed, got a lotta profit to gain\n  And I'm leavin the rap game the same way I came\n  Now creep with me, as I roll through the stat\n  Little Meth got my back, so do pinky fat-fat\n  Let me hit that contact, learn how to act\n  Before you bring that drama the end, now fade to black\n  Positive, hate kids who tell me lies\n  Despise guys that wanna get high but never buy\n  Got nine lives, nine wives that don't listen\n  Bitchin their biological clocks is tickin\n  Wu limited edition hot off the presses\n  I guess it's, curtains for competition\n  Method, runnin 'em out, gun in my mouth\n  The kid your momma warned you about, tear down the house\n  After midnight, eatin MC's, change to a gremlin\n  You're tremblin', behind the kremlin wall, surrenderin'\n  That's what you get for russian/rushin', in the direction I was bustin'\n  Polish your sword, your shit is rustin'\n  I heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\n  I heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\n  I heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\n  I heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\n  One-two, testin', testin', mic check wreckin'\n  Steps into the session\n  Automatic weapon off safety, don't play me\n  But brings all them things with silencers\n  My clan is liver than your average '85er\n  Strive to stay alive\n  I play for keeps in the streets\n  'Cause it's real on the battlefield\n  Shells hit the ground from the steel\n  Bullets travel, sun set fire to your mind\n  Words combine when I rhyme to free the blind\n  Prepare my queen for battle and walk down\n  I drink from the wine of violence, no tolerance\n  Gave word bond, sword silence\n  Me in military fatigues, bulletproof underneath\n  Buy enough ammunition to round and sweep the streets\n  Of brooklyn, central, sugar-whipped the rental\n  While I'm lickin' out the window at y'all, fuck y'all\n  I heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\n  I heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\n  I heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\n  I heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\n  Yo, we thrive on street life, we strive to eat right\n  They blind and need sight, we tried to be nice\n  They talk the small talk, we walk the long walk\n  We lost, they all thought, they forced to fall short\n  We rock for hard rocks, rocked the hot blocks\n  Shop and cop rocks, watch the top notch in action\n  Begin to make 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reson why you duck the chain\nSelf proclaimed, got a lotta profit to gain\nAnd I'm leaving the rap game the same way I came\n\n[Method Man]\nNow creep with me, as I roll through the Stat\nLittle Meth got my back, little pinky fat-fat\nLet me hit that (draws), contact, learn how to act\nBefore you bring that drama the end; I'll fade to black\nPositive, I hate kids who tell me lies\nDespise guys that wanna get high but never buy\nGot 9 lives, 9 wives that dont listen\nBitchin' their biological clocks is tickin'\nWu limited edition hot off the presses\nI guess its, curtains for competition\nMethod, runnin' 'em out, gun in my mouth\nThe kid your momma warned you about, tear down the house\nAfter midnight eatin' emcees chase through suburbia\nYou tremblin', behind a crumblin' wall, surrenderin'\nThats what you get, for rushin' in the direction I was bustin'\nPolish your sword, your shit is rustin'\n\n[Hook x2]\n\n[Masta Killa]\n1, 2, testin', testin', mic check wreckin'\nStep into the 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notch in action\nBegin to make your head spin\nWu Tang my bredren\nWe bang like veterans\nThey came for record spins, taste the medicine\nOr face the double M, we came to trouble them\nHustle them for their 20 mill then buckle them\nEnough to spin out the blue, bitches lovin' them\nDozen men with force of a hundred-ten\nStumblin' thug passions, it must've been\n\n[Hook x4]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Do you really (Thang Thang)\n  artist: Wu-Tang Clan\n  album: The W\n  duration_ms: 158929\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yo, this is a Wu-Banger two thousand and one noise maker\n  Off the hook guerilla anthem\n  This is DJ Kay Slay, from around the way\n  And I'll smack the shit outta any of you DJ's\n  That front on this shit. think I'm playin?\n\n  [Hook x2 (Method Man)]\n  I heard you ladies got them Thang Thangs\n  Do you really?\n  I heard you niggas like to bang bang\n  Do you really?\n\n  [StreetLife]\n  I never been a fan of the fame\n  I got love for the game\n  Never lust for the dames\n  I got dust in my veins\n  Hit 'em off in the brain\n  Kid talks but its lame\n  Sniffed a little blow with the rap Eddie Kane\n  Spent a lot of dough, its so hard to explain\n  And i fucked a lot of bitches off the strength of the name\n  Wu Tang see me in the next Lex with the game\n  Snowboarding down a ski range, its a blue and grey frame\n  Keep, pointing the finger, I'm that nigga to blame\n  The main reson why you duck the chain\n  Self proclaimed, got a lotta profit to gain\n  And I'm leaving the rap game the same way I came\n\n  [Method Man]\n  Now creep with me, as I roll through the Stat\n  Little Meth got my back, little pinky fat-fat\n  Let me hit that (draws), contact, learn how to act\n  Before you bring that drama the end; I'll fade to black\n  Positive, I hate kids who tell me lies\n  Despise guys that wanna get high but never buy\n  Got 9 lives, 9 wives that dont listen\n  Bitchin' their biological clocks is tickin'\n  Wu limited edition hot off the presses\n  I guess its, curtains for competition\n  Method, runnin' 'em out, gun in my mouth\n  The kid your momma warned you about, tear down the house\n  After midnight eatin' emcees chase through suburbia\n  You tremblin', behind a crumblin' wall, surrenderin'\n  Thats what you get, for rushin' in the direction I was bustin'\n  Polish your sword, your shit is rustin'\n\n  [Hook x2]\n\n  [Masta Killa]\n  1, 2, testin', testin', mic check wreckin'\n  Step into the session\n  Automatic weapon off safety\n  Dont play me\n  Butt brings all them things with silencers\n  My clans liver than your average '85er\n  Strive to stay alive\n  I play for keeps in the streets\n  Cos its real on the battlefield\n  Shells hit the ground from the steel\n  Bullets travel, sun set fire to your mind\n  Words combine when I rhyme to feed the blind\n  Prepare my queen for battle and walk down\n  I drink from the wine of violence, no tolerance\n  Game word bond, sword silenced\n  Me in military fatigues bulletproof underneath\n  Buy enough ammunition, go round and sweep the streets\n  Of Brooklyn, Central, sugar-whipped the rental\n  While I'm lickin out the window at y'all\n  Fuck y'all\n\n  [Hook x2]\n\n  [Inspectah Deck]\n  Yo,\n  We thrive on street life\n  We strive to eat right\n  They blindin' these sight\n  We tried to be nice\n  They talk the small talk\n  We walk the long walk\n  We lost, they all thought\n  They forced to fall short\n  We rock for hard rock\n  Rocked the hot blocks\n  Shop and cop rocks\n  Watch the top notch in action\n  Begin to make your head spin\n  Wu Tang my bredren\n  We bang like veterans\n  They came for record spins, taste the medicine\n  Or face the double M, we came to trouble them\n  Hustle them for their 20 mill then buckle them\n  Enough to spin out the blue, bitches lovin' them\n  Dozen men with force of a hundred-ten\n  Stumblin' thug passions, it must've been\n\n  [Hook 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range, its a blue and grey frame\nKeep, pointing the finger, I'm that nigga to blame\nThe main reson why you duck the chain\nSelf proclaimed, got a lotta profit to gain\nAnd I'm leaving the rap game the same way I came\n\n[Method Man]\nNow creep with me, as I roll through the Stat\nLittle Meth got my back, little pinky fat-fat\nLet me hit that (draws), contact, learn how to act\nBefore you bring that drama the end; I'll fade to black\nPositive, I hate kids who tell me lies\nDespise guys that wanna get high but never buy\nGot 9 lives, 9 wives that dont listen\nBitchin' their biological clocks is tickin'\nWu limited edition hot off the presses\nI guess its, curtains for competition\nMethod, runnin' 'em out, gun in my mouth\nThe kid your momma warned you about, tear down the house\nAfter midnight eatin' emcees chase through suburbia\nYou tremblin', behind a crumblin' wall, surrenderin'\nThats what you get, for rushin' in the direction I was bustin'\nPolish your sword, your shit is rustin'\n\n[Hook x2]\n\n[Masta Killa]\n1, 2, testin', testin', mic check wreckin'\nStep into the session\nAutomatic weapon off safety\nDont play me\nButt brings all them things with silencers\nMy clans liver than your average '85er\nStrive to stay alive\nI play for keeps in the streets\nCos its real on the battlefield\nShells hit the ground from the steel\nBullets travel, sun set fire to your mind\nWords combine when I rhyme to feed the blind\nPrepare my queen for battle and walk down\nI drink from the wine of violence, no tolerance\nGame word bond, sword silenced\nMe in military fatigues bulletproof underneath\nBuy enough ammunition, go round and sweep the streets\nOf Brooklyn, Central, sugar-whipped the rental\nWhile I'm lickin out the window at y'all\nFuck y'all\n\n[Hook x2]\n\n[Inspectah Deck]\nYo,\nWe thrive on street life\nWe strive to eat right\nThey blindin' these sight\nWe tried to be nice\nThey talk the small talk\nWe walk the long walk\nWe lost, they all thought\nThey forced 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lies\n  Despise guys that wanna get high but never buy\n  Got 9 lives, 9 wives that dont listen\n  Bitchin' their biological clocks is tickin'\n  Wu limited edition hot off the presses\n  I guess its, curtains for competition\n  Method, runnin' 'em out, gun in my mouth\n  The kid your momma warned you about, tear down the house\n  After midnight eatin' emcees chase through suburbia\n  You tremblin', behind a crumblin' wall, surrenderin'\n  Thats what you get, for rushin' in the direction I was bustin'\n  Polish your sword, your shit is rustin'\n\n  [Hook x2]\n\n  [Masta Killa]\n  1, 2, testin', testin', mic check wreckin'\n  Step into the session\n  Automatic weapon off safety\n  Dont play me\n  Butt brings all them things with silencers\n  My clans liver than your average '85er\n  Strive to stay alive\n  I play for keeps in the streets\n  Cos its real on the battlefield\n  Shells hit the ground from the steel\n  Bullets travel, sun set fire to your mind\n  Words combine when I rhyme 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you get, for rushin' in the direction I was bustin'\nPolish your sword, your shit is rustin'\n\n[Hook x2]\n\n[Masta Killa]\n1, 2, testin', testin', mic check wreckin'\nStep into the session\nAutomatic weapon off safety\nDont play me\nButt brings all them things with silencers\nMy clans liver than your average '85er\nStrive to stay alive\nI play for keeps in the streets\nCos its real on the battlefield\nShells hit the ground from the steel\nBullets travel, sun set fire to your mind\nWords combine when I rhyme to feed the blind\nPrepare my queen for battle and walk down\nI drink from the wine of violence, no tolerance\nGame word bond, sword silenced\nMe in military fatigues bulletproof underneath\nBuy enough ammunition, go round and sweep the streets\nOf Brooklyn, Central, sugar-whipped the rental\nWhile I'm lickin out the window at y'all\nFuck y'all\n\n[Hook x2]\n\n[Inspectah Deck]\nYo,\nWe thrive on street life\nWe strive to eat right\nThey blindin' these sight\nWe tried to be 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playin?\n\n  [Hook x2 (Method Man)]\n  I heard you ladies got them Thang Thangs\n  Do you really?\n  I heard you niggas like to bang bang\n  Do you really?\n\n  [StreetLife]\n  I never been a fan of the fame\n  I got love for the game\n  Never lust for the dames\n  I got dust in my veins\n  Hit 'em off in the brain\n  Kid talks but its lame\n  Sniffed a little blow with the rap Eddie Kane\n  Spent a lot of dough, its so hard to explain\n  And i fucked a lot of bitches off the strength of the name\n  Wu Tang see me in the next Lex with the game\n  Snowboarding down a ski range, its a blue and grey frame\n  Keep, pointing the finger, I'm that nigga to blame\n  The main reson why you duck the chain\n  Self proclaimed, got a lotta profit to gain\n  And I'm leaving the rap game the same way I came\n\n  [Method Man]\n  Now creep with me, as I roll through the Stat\n  Little Meth got my back, little pinky fat-fat\n  Let me hit that (draws), contact, learn how to act\n  Before you bring that drama the end; I'll fade to black\n  Positive, I hate kids who tell me lies\n  Despise guys that wanna get high but never buy\n  Got 9 lives, 9 wives that dont listen\n  Bitchin' their biological clocks is tickin'\n  Wu limited edition hot off the presses\n  I guess its, curtains for competition\n  Method, runnin' 'em out, gun in my mouth\n  The kid your momma warned you about, tear down the house\n  After midnight eatin' emcees chase through suburbia\n  You tremblin', behind a crumblin' wall, surrenderin'\n  Thats what you get, for rushin' in the direction I was bustin'\n  Polish your sword, your shit is rustin'\n\n  [Hook x2]\n\n  [Masta Killa]\n  1, 2, testin', testin', mic check wreckin'\n  Step into the session\n  Automatic weapon off safety\n  Dont play me\n  Butt brings all them things with silencers\n  My clans liver than your average '85er\n  Strive to stay alive\n  I play for keeps in the streets\n  Cos its real on the battlefield\n  Shells hit the ground from the steel\n  Bullets travel, sun set fire to your mind\n  Words combine when I rhyme to feed the blind\n  Prepare my queen for battle and walk down\n  I drink from the wine of violence, no tolerance\n  Game word bond, sword silenced\n  Me in military fatigues bulletproof underneath\n  Buy enough ammunition, go round and sweep the streets\n  Of Brooklyn, Central, sugar-whipped the rental\n  While I'm lickin out the window at y'all\n  Fuck y'all\n\n  [Hook x2]\n\n  [Inspectah Deck]\n  Yo,\n  We thrive on street life\n  We strive to eat right\n  They blindin' these sight\n  We tried to be nice\n  They talk the small talk\n  We walk the long walk\n  We lost, they all thought\n  They forced to fall short\n  We rock for hard rock\n  Rocked the hot blocks\n  Shop and cop rocks\n  Watch the top notch in action\n  Begin to make your head spin\n  Wu Tang my bredren\n  We bang like veterans\n  They came for record spins, taste the medicine\n  Or face the double M, we came to trouble them\n  Hustle them for 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Kane\nSpent a lot of dough, its so hard to explain\nAnd i fucked a lot of bitches off the strength of the name\nWu Tang see me in the next Lex with the game\nSnowboarding down a ski range, its a blue and grey frame\nKeep, pointing the finger, I'm that nigga to blame\nThe main reson why you duck the chain\nSelf proclaimed, got a lotta profit to gain\nAnd I'm leaving the rap game the same way I came\n\n[Method Man]\nNow creep with me, as I roll through the Stat\nLittle Meth got my back, little pinky fat-fat\nLet me hit that (draws), contact, learn how to act\nBefore you bring that drama the end; I'll fade to black\nPositive, I hate kids who tell me lies\nDespise guys that wanna get high but never buy\nGot 9 lives, 9 wives that dont listen\nBitchin' their biological clocks is tickin'\nWu limited edition hot off the presses\nI guess its, curtains for competition\nMethod, runnin' 'em out, gun in my mouth\nThe kid your momma warned you about, tear down the house\nAfter midnight eatin' emcees 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the way\n  And I'll smack the shit outta any of you DJ's\n  That front on this shit. think I'm playin?\n\n  [Hook x2 (Method Man)]\n  I heard you ladies got them Thang Thangs\n  Do you really?\n  I heard you niggas like to bang bang\n  Do you really?\n\n  [StreetLife]\n  I never been a fan of the fame\n  I got love for the game\n  Never lust for the dames\n  I got dust in my veins\n  Hit 'em off in the brain\n  Kid talks but its lame\n  Sniffed a little blow with the rap Eddie Kane\n  Spent a lot of dough, its so hard to explain\n  And i fucked a lot of bitches off the strength of the name\n  Wu Tang see me in the next Lex with the game\n  Snowboarding down a ski range, its a blue and grey frame\n  Keep, pointing the finger, I'm that nigga to blame\n  The main reson why you duck the chain\n  Self proclaimed, got a lotta profit to gain\n  And I'm leaving the rap game the same way I came\n\n  [Method Man]\n  Now creep with me, as I roll through the Stat\n  Little Meth got my back, little pinky fat-fat\n  Let me hit that (draws), contact, learn how to act\n  Before you bring that drama the end; I'll fade to black\n  Positive, I hate kids who tell me lies\n  Despise guys that wanna get high but never buy\n  Got 9 lives, 9 wives that dont listen\n  Bitchin' their biological clocks is tickin'\n  Wu limited edition hot off the presses\n  I guess its, curtains for competition\n  Method, runnin' 'em out, gun in my mouth\n  The kid your momma warned you about, tear down the house\n  After midnight eatin' emcees chase through suburbia\n  You tremblin', behind a crumblin' wall, surrenderin'\n  Thats what you get, for rushin' in the direction I was bustin'\n  Polish your sword, your shit is rustin'\n\n  [Hook x2]\n\n  [Masta Killa]\n  1, 2, testin', testin', mic check wreckin'\n  Step into the session\n  Automatic weapon off safety\n  Dont play me\n  Butt brings all them things with silencers\n  My clans liver than your average '85er\n  Strive to stay alive\n  I play for keeps in 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guerilla anthem\n  This is dj kay slay, from around the way\n  And I'll smack the shit outta any of you DJ's\n  That front on this shit, think I'm playin'?\n  I heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\n  I heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\n  I heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\n  I heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\n  I never play a fan of the fame, I got love for the game\n  Never lust for the dames, I got dust in my veins\n  Little off in the brain, kid talks butter slang\n  Sniffed a little blow with the rap eddie kane\n  Spent a lot of dough, it's so hard to explain\n  And I fucked a lot of hoes off the strength of the name\n  WuTtang, see me at the next, x winter games\n  Snowboardin down a ski range, it's a blue and grey frame\n  Keep, pointin the finger, I'm that nigga to blame\n  The main reason why you tuck the chain\n  Self proclaimed, got a lotta profit to gain\n  And I'm leavin the rap game the same way I came\n  Now creep with me, as I roll through the stat\n  Little Meth got my back, so do pinky fat-fat\n  Let me hit that contact, learn how to act\n  Before you bring that drama the end, now fade to black\n  Positive, hate kids who tell me lies\n  Despise guys that wanna get high but never buy\n  Got nine lives, nine wives that don't listen\n  Bitchin their biological clocks is tickin\n  Wu limited edition hot off the presses\n  I guess it's, curtains for competition\n  Method, runnin 'em out, gun in my mouth\n  The kid your momma warned you about, tear down the house\n  After midnight, eatin MC's, change to a gremlin\n  You're tremblin', behind the kremlin wall, surrenderin'\n  That's what you get for russian/rushin', in the direction I was bustin'\n  Polish your sword, your shit is rustin'\n  I heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\n  I heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\n  I heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\n  I heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\n  One-two, testin', testin', mic check wreckin'\n  Steps into the session\n  Automatic weapon off safety, don't play me\n  But brings all them things with silencers\n  My clan is liver than your average '85er\n  Strive to stay alive\n  I play for keeps in the streets\n  'Cause it's real on the battlefield\n  Shells hit the ground from the steel\n  Bullets travel, sun set fire to your mind\n  Words combine when I rhyme to free the blind\n  Prepare my queen for battle and walk down\n  I drink from the wine of violence, no tolerance\n  Gave word bond, sword silence\n  Me in military fatigues, bulletproof underneath\n  Buy enough ammunition to round and sweep the streets\n  Of brooklyn, central, sugar-whipped the rental\n  While I'm lickin' out the window at y'all, fuck y'all\n  I heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\n  I heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\n  I heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\n  I heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\n  Yo, we thrive on street life, we strive to eat right\n  They blind and need sight, we tried to be nice\n  They talk the small talk, we walk the long walk\n  We lost, they all thought, they forced to fall short\n  We rock for hard rocks, rocked the hot blocks\n  Shop and cop rocks, watch the top notch in action\n  Begin to make your head spin\n  Wu-tang my brethren, we bang like veterans\n  They paid for record spins, taste the medicine\n  Or face the double m, we came to trouble them\n  Hustle them for they 20 mill' then buckle them\n  'Nuff to spin out the blue, bitches lovin' them\n  Dozen men with force of a hundred-ten\n  Stumblin' thug passions, it must've been\n  I heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\n  I heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\n  I heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\n  I heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\n  I heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\n  I heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\n  I heard you ladies got them thang-thangs, do you really?\n  I heard y'all niggas like to bang-bang, do you really?\n"},{"id":27867110,"name":"Do You Really (Thang, Thang)","trackName":"Do You Really (Thang, Thang)","artistName":"Wu‐Tang Clan","albumName":"The W","duration":301.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, this is a Wu-Banger two thousand and one noise maker\nOff the hook guerilla anthem\nThis is DJ Kay Slay, from around the way\nAnd I'll smack the shit outta any of you DJ's\nThat front on this shit. think I'm playin?\n\n[Hook x2 (Method Man)]\nI heard you ladies got them Thang Thangs\nDo you really?\nI heard you niggas like to bang bang\nDo you really?\n\n[StreetLife]\nI never been a fan of the fame\nI got love for the game\nNever lust for the dames\nI got dust in my veins\nHit 'em off in the brain\nKid talks but its lame\nSniffed a little blow with the rap Eddie Kane\nSpent a lot of dough, its so hard to explain\nAnd i fucked a lot of bitches off the strength of the name\nWu Tang see me in the next Lex with the game\nSnowboarding down a ski range, its a blue and grey frame\nKeep, pointing the finger, I'm that nigga to blame\nThe main reson why you duck the chain\nSelf proclaimed, got a lotta profit to gain\nAnd I'm leaving the rap game the same way I came\n\n[Method Man]\nNow creep with me, as I roll through the Stat\nLittle Meth got my back, little pinky fat-fat\nLet me hit that (draws), contact, learn how to act\nBefore you bring that drama the end; I'll fade to black\nPositive, I hate kids who tell me lies\nDespise guys that wanna get high but never buy\nGot 9 lives, 9 wives that dont listen\nBitchin' their biological clocks is tickin'\nWu limited edition hot off the presses\nI guess its, curtains for competition\nMethod, runnin' 'em out, gun in my mouth\nThe kid your momma warned you about, tear down the house\nAfter midnight eatin' emcees chase through suburbia\nYou tremblin', behind a crumblin' wall, surrenderin'\nThats what you get, for rushin' in the direction I was bustin'\nPolish your sword, your shit is rustin'\n\n[Hook x2]\n\n[Masta Killa]\n1, 2, testin', testin', mic check wreckin'\nStep into the session\nAutomatic weapon off safety\nDont play me\nButt brings all them things with silencers\nMy clans liver than your average '85er\nStrive to stay alive\nI play for keeps in the streets\nCos its real on the battlefield\nShells hit the ground from the steel\nBullets travel, sun set fire to your mind\nWords combine when I rhyme to feed the blind\nPrepare my queen for battle and walk down\nI drink from the wine of violence, no tolerance\nGame word bond, sword silenced\nMe in military fatigues bulletproof underneath\nBuy enough ammunition, go round and sweep the streets\nOf Brooklyn, Central, sugar-whipped the rental\nWhile I'm lickin out the window at y'all\nFuck y'all\n\n[Hook x2]\n\n[Inspectah Deck]\nYo,\nWe thrive on street life\nWe strive to eat right\nThey blindin' these sight\nWe tried to be nice\nThey talk the small talk\nWe walk the long walk\nWe lost, they all thought\nThey forced to fall short\nWe rock for hard rock\nRocked the hot blocks\nShop and cop rocks\nWatch the top notch in action\nBegin to make your head spin\nWu Tang my bredren\nWe bang like veterans\nThey came for record spins, taste the medicine\nOr face the double M, we came to trouble them\nHustle them for their 20 mill then buckle them\nEnough to spin out the blue, bitches lovin' them\nDozen men with force of a hundred-ten\nStumblin' thug passions, it must've been\n\n[Hook x4]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Do You Really (Thang, Thang)\n  artist: Wu‐Tang Clan\n  album: The W\n  duration_ms: 301000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yo, this is a Wu-Banger two thousand and one noise maker\n  Off the hook guerilla anthem\n  This is DJ Kay Slay, from around the way\n  And I'll smack the shit outta any of you DJ's\n  That front on this shit. think I'm playin?\n\n  [Hook x2 (Method Man)]\n  I heard you ladies got them Thang Thangs\n  Do you really?\n  I heard you niggas like to bang bang\n  Do you really?\n\n  [StreetLife]\n  I never been a fan of the fame\n  I got love for the game\n  Never lust for the dames\n  I got dust in my veins\n  Hit 'em off in the brain\n  Kid talks but its lame\n  Sniffed a little blow with the rap Eddie Kane\n  Spent a lot of dough, its so hard to explain\n  And i fucked a lot of bitches off the strength of the name\n  Wu Tang see me in the next Lex with the game\n  Snowboarding down a ski range, its a blue and grey frame\n  Keep, pointing the finger, I'm that nigga to blame\n  The main reson why you duck the chain\n  Self proclaimed, got a lotta profit to gain\n  And I'm leaving the rap game the same way I came\n\n  [Method Man]\n  Now creep with me, as I roll through the Stat\n  Little Meth got my back, little pinky fat-fat\n  Let me hit that (draws), contact, learn how to act\n  Before you bring that drama the end; I'll fade to black\n  Positive, I hate kids who tell me lies\n  Despise guys that wanna get high but never buy\n  Got 9 lives, 9 wives that dont listen\n  Bitchin' their biological clocks is tickin'\n  Wu limited edition hot off the presses\n  I guess its, curtains for competition\n  Method, runnin' 'em out, gun in my mouth\n  The kid your momma warned you about, tear down the house\n  After midnight eatin' emcees chase through suburbia\n  You tremblin', behind a crumblin' wall, surrenderin'\n  Thats what you get, for rushin' in the direction I was bustin'\n  Polish your sword, your shit is rustin'\n\n  [Hook x2]\n\n  [Masta Killa]\n  1, 2, testin', testin', mic check wreckin'\n  Step into the session\n  Automatic weapon off safety\n  Dont play me\n  Butt brings all them things with silencers\n  My clans liver than your average '85er\n  Strive to stay alive\n  I play for keeps in the streets\n  Cos its real on the battlefield\n  Shells hit the ground from the steel\n  Bullets travel, sun set fire to your mind\n  Words combine when I rhyme to feed the blind\n  Prepare my queen for battle and walk down\n  I drink from the wine of violence, no tolerance\n  Game word bond, sword silenced\n  Me in military fatigues bulletproof underneath\n  Buy enough ammunition, go round and sweep the streets\n  Of Brooklyn, Central, sugar-whipped the rental\n  While I'm lickin out the window at y'all\n  Fuck y'all\n\n  [Hook x2]\n\n  [Inspectah Deck]\n  Yo,\n  We thrive on street life\n  We strive to eat right\n  They blindin' these sight\n  We tried to be nice\n  They talk the small talk\n  We walk the long walk\n  We lost, they all thought\n  They forced to fall short\n  We rock for hard rock\n  Rocked the hot blocks\n  Shop and cop rocks\n  Watch the top notch in action\n  Begin to make your head spin\n  Wu Tang my bredren\n  We bang like veterans\n  They came for 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game\nNever lust for the dames, I got dust in my veins\nLittle off in the brain, kid talks with a slang\nSniffed a little blow with the rap Eddie Kane\n\nSpent a lot of dough, it's so hard to explain\nAnd I fucked a lot of hoes off the strength of the name\nWu-Tang, see me at the next X with the gang\nSnowboarding down the ski lane in some blue and gray frames\nKeep pointing the finger, I'm that nigga to blame\nThe main reason why you tuck your chain\n\nSelf-proclaimed, got a lot of props to gain\nAnd I'm leaving the rap game the same way I came\n\nNow creep with me as I roll through the stat'\nLittle Meth got my back, so do Pinky Fat Fat\nLet me hit that, contact, learn how to act\nBefore you bring that drama, the end, now fade to black\nPositive, hate kids who tell me lies\nDespise guys that wanna get high but never buy\n\nGot nine lives, nine wives that don't listen\nBitch and their biological clocks is ticking\nWu limited edition, hot off the presses\nI guess it's curtains for competition\n\nMethod, running the mouth, gun in my mouth\nThe kid your mama warned you about tear down the house\nAfter midnight, eating them seeds, chased to a Gremlin\nYou're trembling behind the Kremlin walls, surrendering\n\nThat's what you get for rushing in the direction I was busting\nPolish your sword, your shit is rusting\n\nI heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\nI heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\nI heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\nI heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\n\nOne, two, testing, testing\nMic check wrecking, steps into the session\nAutomatic weapon off safety, don't play me\n\nWhat brings all them things with silencers\n\nMy clan is liver than your average '85er\nStrive to stay alive, I play for keeps in the streets\n'Cause it's real on the battlefield\nShells hit the ground from the steel\nBullets travel, son set fire to your mind\n\nWords combine when I rhyme to free the blind\nPrepare my queen for battle in war gown\nI drank from the wine of violence, no tolerance\nGave word bond, swore silence\nMe in military fatigue, bulletproof underneath\nWhile 'nough ammunition around to sweep the streets\nOf Brooklyn, Central, sugar whip the rental\nWhile I'm looking out the window at y'all, fuck y'all\n\nI heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\nI heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\nI heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\nI heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\n\nYo, we thrive on street life, we strive to eat right\nThey blind and need sight, we tried to be nice\nThey talk the small talk, we walk the long walk\nWe lost, they all thought, they forced to fall short\nWe rock for hard rock, rock the hot block\nShop and cop rocks, watch the top notch\nIn action, begin to make your head spin\n\nWu-Tang my brethren, we bang like veterans\nThey pay for record spins, taste the medicine\nOr face the double M, we came to trouble them\nHustle them for they twenty mil' then buckle them\n\n'Nough to spin, out the blue, bitches loving them\n\nDozen men with the force of a hundred ten\n\nStumbling, thug passions, it must have been\n\nI heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\nI heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\nI heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\nI heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\nI heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\nI heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\nI heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\nI heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\n\nIt's the Meth, nigga\nI got this, I got this, man, I got this\nYou ain't got a job, nigga?\n\nShut the fuck up, dickface\nTurn that shit up, nigga\n\nBack the fuck off, nigga\nBack the fuck off, nigga\nYo, yo, yo\nGot to check out the W\nGot to check out the W\nI got to check out the W\nGot to check out the W\nYou got to check out the W\n\nGot to check out the W\nYou got to check out the W\nGot to check out\nWe struggle, we grits, and huddle with cliques\nAnd rumble with clips, and puddles will drip\nYou fumble our shit, the tunnel we thick\nIt's under the lip, you talk our street\nYo, hold on, turn that shit down, turn that shit down, yo\n\nMotherfuckers are still right there\n\nMotherfuckers\n\nMan, give me that, I'ma tear one of these motherfuckers up right now\n\nI'ma tear one of these up\nHere they come right now, here they come right now, here they come\n\nLook like Raekwon\nIs that it?\nWhat the fuck?\nIs Raekwon busting that motherfucker?","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.24] Yo, this is a Wu-banger 2001 noise maker\n[00:05.56] Off the hook guerrilla anthem\n[00:07.25] This is DJ K-Sloth from 'round the way\n[00:09.74] And I'll smack the shit out of any of you DJs\n[00:11.90] That front on this shit\n[00:13.16] Nigga, play it\n[00:13.71] I heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\n[00:16.37] I heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\n[00:18.93] I heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\n[00:21.58] I heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\n[00:23.11] I never play a fan of the fame, I got love for the game\n[00:26.24] Never lust for the dames, I got dust in my veins\n[00:28.82] Little off in the brain, kid talks with a slang\n[00:31.71] Sniffed a little blow with the rap Eddie Kane\n[00:34.36] Spent a lot of dough, it's so hard to explain\n[00:36.66] And I fucked a lot of hoes off the strength of the name\n[00:39.35] Wu-Tang, see me at the next X with the gang\n[00:41.81] Snowboarding down the ski lane in some blue and gray frames\n[00:44.57] Keep pointing the finger, I'm that nigga to blame\n[00:47.22] The main reason why you tuck your chain\n[00:49.69] Self-proclaimed, got a lot of props to gain\n[00:52.33] And I'm leaving the rap game the same way I came\n[00:54.82] Now creep with me as I roll through the stat'\n[00:57.57] Little Meth got my back, so do Pinky Fat Fat\n[01:00.19] Let me hit that, contact, learn how to act\n[01:02.80] Before you bring that drama, the end, now fade to black\n[01:05.61] Positive, hate kids who tell me lies\n[01:08.02] Despise guys that wanna get high but never buy\n[01:10.92] Got nine lives, nine wives that don't listen\n[01:13.50] Bitch and their biological clocks is ticking\n[01:16.19] Wu limited edition, hot off the presses\n[01:18.57] I guess it's curtains for competition\n[01:21.36] Method, running the mouth, gun in my mouth\n[01:23.74] The kid your mama warned you about tear down the house\n[01:26.21] After midnight, eating them seeds, chased to a Gremlin\n[01:28.97] You're trembling behind the Kremlin walls, surrendering\n[01:31.71] That's what you get for rushing in the direction I was busting\n[01:35.02] Polish your sword, your shit is rusting\n[01:37.14] I heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\n[01:39.74] I heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\n[01:42.31] I heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\n[01:44.95] I heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\n[01:46.78] One, two, testing, testing\n[01:48.73] Mic check wrecking, steps into the session\n[01:51.36] Automatic weapon off safety, don't play me\n[01:53.95] What brings all them things with silencers\n[01:56.59] My clan is liver than your average '85er\n[01:59.02] Strive to stay alive, I play for keeps in the streets\n[02:02.06] 'Cause it's real on the battlefield\n[02:03.67] Shells hit the ground from the steel\n[02:05.35] Bullets travel, son set fire to your mind\n[02:08.26] Words combine when I rhyme to free the blind\n[02:10.60] Prepare my queen for battle in war gown\n[02:13.37] I drank from the wine of violence, no tolerance\n[02:16.03] Gave word bond, swore silence\n[02:18.00] Me in military fatigue, bulletproof underneath\n[02:21.07] While 'nough ammunition around to sweep the streets\n[02:23.55] Of Brooklyn, Central, sugar whip the rental\n[02:26.02] While I'm looking out the window at y'all, fuck y'all\n[02:29.20] I heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\n[02:31.85] I heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\n[02:34.41] I heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\n[02:37.07] I heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\n[02:39.31] Yo, we thrive on street life, we strive to eat right\n[02:41.76] They blind and need sight, we tried to be nice\n[02:44.38] They talk the small talk, we walk the long walk\n[02:47.09] We lost, they all thought, they forced to fall short\n[02:49.57] We rock for hard rock, rock the hot block\n[02:52.30] Shop and cop rocks, watch the top notch\n[02:54.83] In action, begin to make your head spin\n[02:57.31] Wu-Tang my brethren, we bang like veterans\n[03:00.01] They pay for record spins, taste the medicine\n[03:02.68] Or face the double M, we came to trouble them\n[03:05.20] Hustle them for they twenty mil' then buckle them\n[03:07.95] 'Nough to spin, out the blue, bitches loving them\n[03:10.75] Dozen men with the force of a hundred ten\n[03:13.35] Stumbling, thug passions, it must have been\n[03:18.25] \n[03:31.25] I heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\n[03:34.48] I heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\n[03:37.02] I heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\n[03:39.62] I heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\n[03:42.23] I heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\n[03:44.88] I heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\n[03:47.43] I heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\n[03:50.00] I heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\n[03:54.30] \n[04:11.02] It's the Meth, nigga\n[04:12.13] I got this, I got this, man, I got this\n[04:14.08] You ain't got a job, nigga?\n[04:19.78] Shut the fuck up, dickface\n[04:22.45] Turn that shit up, nigga\n[04:25.99] Back the fuck off, nigga\n[04:30.23] Back the fuck off, nigga\n[04:31.07] Yo, yo, yo\n[04:32.36] Got to check out the W\n[04:34.35] Got to check out the W\n[04:37.43] I got to check out the W\n[04:39.55] Got to check out the W\n[04:42.54] You got to check out the W\n[04:44.70] Got to check out the W\n[04:47.87] You got to check out the W\n[04:50.07] Got to check out\n[04:52.01] We struggle, we grits, and huddle with cliques\n[04:54.68] And rumble with clips, and puddles will drip\n[04:57.25] You fumble our shit, the tunnel we thick\n[04:59.81] It's under the lip, you talk our street\n[05:00.63] Yo, hold on, turn that shit down, turn that shit down, yo\n[05:02.91] Motherfuckers are still right there\n[05:05.37] Motherfuckers\n[05:06.59] Man, give me that, I'ma tear one of these motherfuckers up right now\n[05:10.09] I'ma tear one of these up\n[05:11.69] Here they come right now, here they come right now, here they come\n[05:15.92] Look like Raekwon\n[05:17.73] Is that it?\n[05:19.28] What the 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305370\n- text: Motherfuckers\n  start_ms: 305370\n  end_ms: 306590\n- text: Man, give me that, I'ma tear one of these motherfuckers up right now\n  start_ms: 306590\n  end_ms: 310090\n- text: I'ma tear one of these up\n  start_ms: 310090\n  end_ms: 311690\n- text: Here they come right now, here they come right now, here they come\n  start_ms: 311690\n  end_ms: 315920\n- text: Look like Raekwon\n  start_ms: 315920\n  end_ms: 317730\n- text: Is that it?\n  start_ms: 317730\n  end_ms: 319280\n- text: What the fuck?\n  start_ms: 319280\n  end_ms: 320650\n- text: Is Raekwon busting that motherfucker?\n  start_ms: 320650\n  end_ms: 322040\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 322040\nplain: |-\n  Yo, this is a Wu-banger 2001 noise maker\n  Off the hook guerrilla anthem\n  This is DJ K-Sloth from 'round the way\n  And I'll smack the shit out of any of you DJs\n  That front on this shit\n  Nigga, play it\n\n  I heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\n  I heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\n  I heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\n  I heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\n\n  I never play a fan of the fame, I got love for the game\n  Never lust for the dames, I got dust in my veins\n  Little off in the brain, kid talks with a slang\n  Sniffed a little blow with the rap Eddie Kane\n\n  Spent a lot of dough, it's so hard to explain\n  And I fucked a lot of hoes off the strength of the name\n  Wu-Tang, see me at the next X with the gang\n  Snowboarding down the ski lane in some blue and gray frames\n  Keep pointing the finger, I'm that nigga to blame\n  The main reason why you tuck your chain\n\n  Self-proclaimed, got a lot of props to gain\n  And I'm leaving the rap game the same way I came\n\n  Now creep with me as I roll through the stat'\n  Little Meth got my back, so do Pinky Fat Fat\n  Let me hit that, contact, learn how to act\n  Before you bring that drama, the end, now fade to black\n  Positive, hate kids who tell me lies\n  Despise guys that wanna get high but never buy\n\n  Got nine lives, nine wives that don't listen\n  Bitch and their biological clocks is ticking\n  Wu limited edition, hot off the presses\n  I guess it's curtains for competition\n\n  Method, running the mouth, gun in my mouth\n  The kid your mama warned you about tear down the house\n  After midnight, eating them seeds, chased to a Gremlin\n  You're trembling behind the Kremlin walls, surrendering\n\n  That's what you get for rushing in the direction I was busting\n  Polish your sword, your shit is rusting\n\n  I heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\n  I heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\n  I heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\n  I heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\n\n  One, two, testing, testing\n  Mic check wrecking, steps into the session\n  Automatic weapon off safety, don't play me\n\n  What brings all them things with silencers\n\n  My clan is liver than your average '85er\n  Strive to stay alive, I play for keeps in the streets\n  'Cause it's real on the battlefield\n  Shells hit the ground from the steel\n  Bullets travel, son set fire to your mind\n\n  Words combine when I rhyme to free the blind\n  Prepare my queen for battle in war gown\n  I drank from the wine of violence, no tolerance\n  Gave word bond, swore silence\n  Me in military fatigue, bulletproof underneath\n  While 'nough ammunition around to sweep the streets\n  Of Brooklyn, Central, sugar whip the rental\n  While I'm looking out the window at y'all, fuck y'all\n\n  I heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\n  I heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\n  I heard you ladies got them thang thangs, do you really?\n  I heard y'all niggas like to bang bang, do you really?\n\n  Yo, we thrive on street life, we strive to eat right\n  They blind and need sight, we tried to be nice\n  They talk the small talk, we walk the long 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do you really?\n\n  It's the Meth, nigga\n  I got this, I got this, man, I got this\n  You ain't got a job, nigga?\n\n  Shut the fuck up, dickface\n  Turn that shit up, nigga\n\n  Back the fuck off, nigga\n  Back the fuck off, nigga\n  Yo, yo, yo\n  Got to check out the W\n  Got to check out the W\n  I got to check out the W\n  Got to check out the W\n  You got to check out the W\n\n  Got to check out the W\n  You got to check out the W\n  Got to check out\n  We struggle, we grits, and huddle with cliques\n  And rumble with clips, and puddles will drip\n  You fumble our shit, the tunnel we thick\n  It's under the lip, you talk our street\n  Yo, hold on, turn that shit down, turn that shit down, yo\n\n  Motherfuckers are still right there\n\n  Motherfuckers\n\n  Man, give me that, I'ma tear one of these motherfuckers up right now\n\n  I'ma tear one of these up\n  Here they come right now, here they come right now, here they come\n\n  Look like Raekwon\n  Is that it?\n  What the fuck?\n  Is Raekwon busting that motherfucker?\n"},{"id":22857511,"name":"Do You Really (Thang Thang) (Explicit Version)","trackName":"Do You Really (Thang Thang) (Explicit Version)","artistName":"Wu-Tang Clan","albumName":"The W (Explicit)","duration":322.037551,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, this is a Wu-Banger two thousand and one noise maker\noff the hook guerilla anthem\nThis is DJ Kay Slay, from around the way\nAnd I'll smack the shit outta any of you DJ's\nthat front on this shit. think I'm playin?\n\n[Hook x2 (Method Man)]\nI heard you ladies got them Thang Thangs\nDo you really?\nI heard you niggas like to bang bang\nDo you really?\n\n[StreetLife]\nI never been a fan of the fame\nI got love for the game\nNever lust for the dames\nI got dust in my veins\nHit 'em off in the brain\nKid talks but its lame\nSniffed a little blow with the rap Eddie Kane\nSpent a lot of dough, its so hard to explain\nAnd i fucked a lot of bitches off the strength of the name\nWu 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drama the end; I'll fade to black\n  Positive, I hate kids who tell me lies\n  Despise guys that wanna get high but never buy\n  Got 9 lives, 9 wives that dont listen\n  Bitchin' their biological clocks is tickin'\n  Wu limited edition hot off the presses\n  I guess its, curtains for competition\n  Method, runnin' 'em out, gun in my mouth\n  The kid your momma warned you about, tear down the house\n  After midnight eatin' emcees chase through suburbia\n  You tremblin', behind a crumblin' wall, surrenderin'\n  Thats what you get, for rushin' in the direction I was bustin'\n  Polish your sword, your shit is rustin'\n\n  [Hook x2]\n\n  [Masta Killa]\n  1, 2, testin', testin', mic check wreckin'\n  Step into the session\n  Automatic weapon off safety\n  Dont play me\n  Butt brings all them things with silencers\n  My clans liver than your average '85er\n  Strive to stay alive\n  I play for keeps in the streets\n  Cos its real on the battlefield\n  Shells hit the ground from the steel\n  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I'll fade to black\n  Positive, I hate kids who tell me lies\n  Despise guys that wanna get high but never buy\n  Got 9 lives, 9 wives that dont listen\n  Bitchin' their biological clocks is tickin'\n  Wu limited edition hot off the presses\n  I guess its, curtains for competition\n  Method, runnin' 'em out, gun in my mouth\n  The kid your momma warned you about, tear down the house\n  After midnight eatin' emcees chase through suburbia\n  You tremblin', behind a crumblin' wall, surrenderin'\n  Thats what you get, for rushin' in the direction I was bustin'\n  Polish your sword, your shit is rustin'\n\n  [Hook x2]\n\n  [Masta Killa]\n  1, 2, testin', testin', mic check wreckin'\n  Step into the session\n  Automatic weapon off safety\n  Dont play me\n  Butt brings all them things with silencers\n  My clans liver than your average '85er\n  Strive to stay alive\n  I play for keeps in the streets\n  Cos its real on the battlefield\n  Shells hit the ground from the steel\n  Bullets travel, sun set fire to your mind\n  Words combine when I rhyme to feed the blind\n  Prepare my queen for battle and walk down\n  I drink from the wine of violence, no tolerance\n  Game word bond, sword silenced\n  Me in military fatigues bulletproof underneath\n  Buy enough ammunition, go round and sweep the streets\n  Of Brooklyn, Central, sugar-whipped the rental\n  While I'm lickin out the window at y'all\n  Fuck y'all\n\n  [Hook x2]\n\n  [Inspectah Deck]\n  Yo,\n  We thrive on street life\n  We strive to eat right\n  They blindin' these sight\n  We tried to be nice\n  They talk the small talk\n  We walk the long walk\n  We lost, they all thought\n  They forced to fall short\n  We rock for hard rock\n  Rocked the hot blocks\n  Shop and cop rocks\n  Watch the top notch in action\n  Begin to make your head spin\n  Wu Tang my bredren\n  We bang like veterans\n  They came for record spins, taste the medicine\n  Or face the double M, we came to trouble them\n  Hustle them for their 20 mill then buckle them\n  Enough to spin out the blue, bitches lovin' them\n  Dozen men with force of a hundred-ten\n  Stumblin' thug passions, it must've been\n\n  [Hook x4]\n"}]