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Trust me, ain't nuttin like some hood shit\nGotta love my dogs but ain't nuttin like a good bitch\nStrictly, if I'm goin down, she comin wit me\nWhole time screamin, \"Oh my God!\", ain't no mystery\n\nY'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\nY'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\nCorrect me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long\nCan't wait until ya fake ass gone\nY'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\nY'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\nNigga, uh-oh! I think they're playin our song\nLit blunts, Clan in Da Front, sayin \"It's on!\"\n\nTry to Wu hate, duck, you could suck my\nWatch the block get clear when I buck my\nBoomerang darts, you can't duck my\nNo tellin which Clan man you got struck by\nChains get tucked when he walk by, hawk eye\nArrows bein fired from crossbow, I talk fly\nYou can't Etcha-sketch all my rhyme threat\nTry to bite my flow, you catch ya throat strep\nSoaked in cess, dope, you eat the cold Tec's\nBold flex, W crown, the ice O-X\nUp in the oolie, yo, who you know?\nJohn Bizzi, Ghost Deini, Rollie Finger and them toolies yo\nStainless Bobby, boy, you have an English folly\nTo try to detain the slang that we can to polly\nPlus you didn't peep Arief, kid, you sleep\nI seen this heap of shit, you in steep\n\nY'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\nY'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\nCorrect me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long\nCan't wait until ya fake ass gone\n\nYo, Amist the gravel, play the words of the Big Apple\nBroadcastin live from the pits of the battle\nWigs split and rattled, get sout ya saddle\nYou ever hear me losin, one of y'all fix the panel\nAsk who? Wu, that's true, known piranhas\nWho knows drama, fathers of your whole persona\nThe mad doctor, stay locked in the O-R\nIn too deep, beyond reach of the sonar\nStill a vet, say my name next to hall of fame\nHurtin third string players, first day in the game\nIt's on, son, the Killa Bee swarm come\nMake the world shake with one continuous drum\n\nY'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\nY'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\nCorrect me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long\nCan't wait until ya fake ass gone\n\nWave ya gun, Killa (I got you)\nShoot this nigga in his face fast, mumblin (I heard y'all forgot Wu)\nWear ya crown, black down (Watch the block too)\nBlow at y'all niggas (Blowin at the cops too)\nEh-yo, my Wallets stay Bulletproofs racin in Coups, yea we the realest\nUltraviolet leathers on, pealin this, love lookin the illest\nGorilla things, monster background with a history\nYou're pumpin crack, yap clowns, we all real in here\nStrap a bomb on a family member, let y'all niggas know we here\nBlasted, it's like cheeba when I splashed it\nReal reefer heads'll know the meanin of hittin glass\nI told y'alls, against y'all, Ginsengs, avenge Gods\nPicture me stabbin you in the yard for R's\nKid saw Staten, nine Bin Ladens\nValors on, colorful draws, lookin all relaxed in\n\nY'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\nY'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\nCorrect me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long\nCan't wait until ya fake ass gone\nY'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\nY'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\nNigga, uh-oh! I think they're playin our song\nLit blunts, Clan in Da Front, sayin \"It's on!\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.96] Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh\n[00:05.36] Wu-Tang, nigga, that's what's up (one)\n[00:07.65] Wu-Tang, nigga, that's what's up\n[00:10.30] (That's what's up)\n[00:13.17] Eh, eh, eh,\n[00:15.41] Wu-Tang, nigga, that's what's up\n[00:17.80] Wu-Tang, nigga, that's what's up\n[00:20.06] Wu-Tang, nigga, Crash Ya Crew, laugh at you\n[00:22.08] You bastard, you, pass through, slap an ass or two\n[00:24.67] Hear me ROAR, Timbaland tree, weed galore\n[00:27.53] MC's with gusto y'all ain't neva seen befo'\n[00:30.42] El-Producto, pass that, ya puff too slow\n[00:32.97] That's what's up, yo, the kid with the buck-toothed flow\n[00:35.67] Oh, that's Meth Man, south paw, I throw my left hand\n[00:37.95] To that hardcore shit that even make the Tec jam\n[00:41.16] Oh my goodness! Trust me, ain't nuttin like some hood shit\n[00:42.91] Gotta love my dogs but ain't nuttin like a good bitch\n[00:45.56] Strictly, if I'm goin down, she comin wit me\n[00:48.29] Whole time screamin, \"Oh my God!\", ain't no mystery\n[00:50.37] Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\n[00:52.66] Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\n[00:55.33] Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long\n[00:58.45] Can't wait until ya fake ass gone\n[01:00.31] Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\n[01:02.69] Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\n[01:05.14] Nigga, uh-oh! I think they're playin our song\n[01:07.69] Lit blunts, Clan in Da Front, sayin \"It's on!\"\n[01:10.34] Try to Wu hate, duck, you could suck my\n[01:12.89] Watch the block get clear when I buck my\n[01:16.01] Boomerang darts, you can't duck my\n[01:18.57] No tellin which Clan man you got struck by\n[01:20.86] Chains get tucked when he walk by, hawk eye\n[01:22.97] Arrows bein fired from crossbow, I talk fly\n[01:25.62] You can't Etcha-sketch all my rhyme threat\n[01:28.35] Try to bite my flow, you catch ya throat strep\n[01:30.84] Soaked in cess, dope, you eat the cold Tec's\n[01:33.13] Bold flex, W crown, the ice O-X\n[01:35.84] Up in the oolie, yo, who you know?\n[01:37.70] John Bizzi, Ghost Deini, Rollie Finger and them toolies yo\n[01:40.60] Stainless Bobby, boy, you have an English folly\n[01:42.92] To try to detain the slang that we can to polly\n[01:45.83] Plus you didn't peep Arief, kid, you sleep\n[01:48.43] I seen this heap of shit, you in steep\n[01:50.49] Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\n[01:53.08] Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\n[01:55.28] Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long\n[01:58.65] Can't wait until ya fake ass gone\n[02:01.31] Yo, Amist the gravel, play the words of the Big Apple\n[02:03.23] Broadcastin live from the pits of the battle\n[02:05.55] Wigs split and rattled, get sout ya saddle\n[02:07.87] You ever hear me losin, one of y'all fix the panel\n[02:10.40] Ask who? Wu, that's true, known piranhas\n[02:12.88] Who knows drama, fathers of your whole persona\n[02:15.71] The mad doctor, stay locked in the O-R\n[02:18.50] In too deep, beyond reach of the sonar\n[02:20.76] Still a vet, say my name next to hall of fame\n[02:23.04] Hurtin third string players, first day in the game\n[02:25.89] It's on, son, the Killa Bee swarm come\n[02:28.40] Make the world shake with one continuous drum\n[02:30.84] Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\n[02:32.91] Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\n[02:35.66] Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long\n[02:38.20] Can't wait until ya fake ass gone\n[02:40.48] Wave ya gun, Killa (I got you)\n[02:42.40] Shoot this nigga in his face fast, mumblin (I heard y'all forgot Wu)\n[02:45.64] Wear ya crown, black down (Watch the block too)\n[02:48.51] Blow at y'all niggas (Blowin at the cops too)\n[02:50.82] Eh-yo, my Wallets stay Bulletproofs racin in Coups, yea we the realest\n[02:54.29] Ultraviolet leathers on, pealin this, love lookin the illest\n[02:56.92] Gorilla things, monster background with a history\n[02:59.03] You're pumpin crack, yap clowns, we all real in here\n[03:01.11] Strap a bomb on a family member, let y'all niggas know we here\n[03:05.54] Blasted, it's like cheeba when I splashed it\n[03:08.45] Real reefer heads'll know the meanin of hittin glass\n[03:10.90] I told y'alls, against y'all, Ginsengs, avenge Gods\n[03:13.43] Picture me stabbin you in the yard for R's\n[03:15.93] Kid saw Staten, nine Bin Ladens\n[03:18.45] Valors on, colorful draws, lookin all relaxed in\n[03:21.12] Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\n[03:23.06] Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\n[03:27.00] Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long\n[03:28.99] Can't wait until ya fake ass gone\n[03:30.55] Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\n[03:33.38] Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\n[03:36.10] Nigga, uh-oh! I think they're playin our song\n[03:38.56] Lit blunts, Clan in Da Front, sayin \"It's on!\"\n[03:41.04] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Ya'll Been Warned\n artist: Wu-Tang Clan\n album: Wu-Tang Clan Wu-Tang Iron Flag\n duration_ms: 255000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh\n start_ms: 3960\n end_ms: 5360\n- text: Wu-Tang, nigga, that's what's up (one)\n start_ms: 5360\n end_ms: 7650\n- text: Wu-Tang, nigga, that's what's up\n start_ms: 7650\n end_ms: 10300\n- text: (That's what's up)\n start_ms: 10300\n end_ms: 13170\n- text: Eh, eh, eh,\n start_ms: 13170\n end_ms: 15410\n- text: Wu-Tang, nigga, that's what's up\n start_ms: 15410\n end_ms: 17800\n- text: Wu-Tang, nigga, that's what's up\n start_ms: 17800\n end_ms: 20060\n- text: Wu-Tang, nigga, Crash Ya Crew, laugh at you\n start_ms: 20060\n end_ms: 22080\n- text: You bastard, you, pass through, slap an ass or two\n start_ms: 22080\n end_ms: 24670\n- text: Hear me ROAR, Timbaland tree, weed galore\n start_ms: 24670\n end_ms: 27530\n- text: MC's with gusto y'all ain't neva seen befo'\n start_ms: 27530\n end_ms: 30420\n- text: El-Producto, pass that, ya puff too slow\n start_ms: 30420\n end_ms: 32970\n- text: That's what's up, yo, the kid with the buck-toothed flow\n start_ms: 32970\n end_ms: 35670\n- text: Oh, that's Meth Man, south paw, I throw my left hand\n start_ms: 35670\n end_ms: 37950\n- text: To that hardcore shit that even make the Tec jam\n start_ms: 37950\n end_ms: 41160\n- text: Oh my goodness! 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Trust me, ain't nuttin like some hood shit\n Gotta love my dogs but ain't nuttin like a good bitch\n Strictly, if I'm goin down, she comin wit me\n Whole time screamin, \"Oh my God!\", ain't no mystery\n\n Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\n Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\n Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long\n Can't wait until ya fake ass gone\n Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\n Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\n Nigga, uh-oh! I think they're playin our song\n Lit blunts, Clan in Da Front, sayin \"It's on!\"\n\n Try to Wu hate, duck, you could suck my\n Watch the block get clear when I buck my\n Boomerang darts, you can't duck my\n No tellin which Clan man you got struck by\n Chains get tucked when he walk by, hawk eye\n Arrows bein fired from crossbow, I talk fly\n You can't Etcha-sketch all my rhyme threat\n Try to bite my flow, you catch ya throat strep\n Soaked in cess, dope, you eat the cold Tec's\n Bold flex, W crown, the ice O-X\n Up in the oolie, yo, who you know?\n John Bizzi, Ghost Deini, Rollie Finger and them toolies yo\n Stainless Bobby, boy, you have an English folly\n To try to detain the slang that we can to polly\n Plus you didn't peep Arief, kid, you sleep\n I seen this heap of shit, you in steep\n\n Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\n Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\n Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long\n Can't wait until ya fake ass gone\n\n Yo, Amist the gravel, play the words of the Big Apple\n Broadcastin live from the pits of the battle\n Wigs split and rattled, get sout ya saddle\n You ever hear me losin, one of y'all fix the panel\n Ask who? Wu, that's true, known piranhas\n Who knows drama, fathers of your whole persona\n The mad doctor, stay locked in the O-R\n In too deep, beyond reach of the sonar\n Still a vet, say my name next to hall of fame\n Hurtin third string players, first day in the game\n It's on, son, the Killa Bee swarm come\n Make the world shake with one continuous drum\n\n Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\n Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\n Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long\n Can't wait until ya fake ass gone\n\n Wave ya gun, Killa (I got you)\n Shoot this nigga in his face fast, mumblin (I heard y'all forgot Wu)\n Wear ya crown, black down (Watch the block too)\n Blow at y'all niggas (Blowin at the cops too)\n Eh-yo, my Wallets stay Bulletproofs racin in Coups, yea we the realest\n Ultraviolet leathers on, pealin this, love lookin the illest\n Gorilla things, monster background with a history\n You're pumpin crack, yap clowns, we all real in here\n Strap a bomb on a family member, let y'all niggas know we here\n Blasted, it's like cheeba when I splashed it\n Real reefer heads'll know the meanin of hittin glass\n I told y'alls, against y'all, Ginsengs, avenge Gods\n Picture me stabbin you in the yard for R's\n Kid saw Staten, nine Bin Ladens\n Valors on, colorful draws, lookin all relaxed in\n\n Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\n Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\n Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long\n Can't wait until ya fake ass gone\n Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\n Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\n Nigga, uh-oh! 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Trust me, ain't nuttin like some hood shit\n Gotta love my dogs but ain't nuttin like a good bitch\n Strictly, if I'm goin down, she comin wit me\n Whole time screamin, \"Oh my God!\", ain't no mystery\n\n Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\n Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\n Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long\n Can't wait until ya fake ass gone\n Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\n Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\n Nigga, uh-oh! 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I think they're playin our song\n[01:07.69] Lit blunts, Clan in Da Front, sayin \"It's on!\"\n[01:10.34] Try to Wu hate, duck, you could suck my\n[01:12.89] Watch the block get clear when I buck my\n[01:16.01] Boomerang darts, you can't duck my\n[01:18.57] No tellin which Clan man you got struck by\n[01:20.86] Chains get tucked when he walk by, hawk eye\n[01:22.97] Arrows bein fired from crossbow, I talk fly\n[01:25.62] You can't Etcha-sketch all my rhyme threat\n[01:28.35] Try to bite my flow, you catch ya throat strep\n[01:30.84] Soaked in cess, dope, you eat the cold Tec's\n[01:33.13] Bold flex, W crown, the ice O-X\n[01:35.84] Up in the oolie, yo, who you know?\n[01:37.70] John Bizzi, Ghost Deini, Rollie Finger and them toolies yo\n[01:40.60] Stainless Bobby, boy, you have an English folly\n[01:42.92] To try to detain the slang that we can to polly\n[01:45.83] Plus you didn't peep Arief, kid, you sleep\n[01:48.43] I seen this heap of shit, you in steep\n[01:50.49] Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\n[01:53.08] Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\n[01:55.28] Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long\n[01:58.65] Can't wait until ya fake ass gone\n[02:01.31] Yo, Amist the gravel, play the words of the Big Apple\n[02:03.23] Broadcastin live from the pits of the battle\n[02:05.55] Wigs split and rattled, get sout ya saddle\n[02:07.87] You ever hear me losin, one of y'all fix the panel\n[02:10.40] Ask who? 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Trust me, ain't nuttin like some hood shit\nGotta love my dogs but ain't nuttin like a good bitch\nStrictly, if I'm goin down, she comin wit me\nWhole time screamin, \"Oh my God!\", ain't no mystery\n\nY'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\nY'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\nCorrect me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long\nCan't wait until ya fake ass gone\nY'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\nY'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\nNigga, uh-oh! 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Wu, that's true, known piranhas\n[02:12.88] Who knows drama, fathers of your whole persona\n[02:15.71] The mad doctor, stay locked in the O-R\n[02:18.50] In too deep, beyond reach of the sonar\n[02:20.76] Still a vet, say my name next to hall of fame\n[02:23.04] Hurtin third string players, first day in the game\n[02:25.89] It's on, son, the Killa Bee swarm come\n[02:28.40] Make the world shake with one continuous drum\n[02:30.84] Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\n[02:32.91] Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\n[02:35.66] Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long\n[02:38.20] Can't wait until ya fake ass gone\n[02:40.48] Wave ya gun, Killa (I got you)\n[02:42.40] Shoot this nigga in his face fast, mumblin (I heard y'all forgot Wu)\n[02:45.64] Wear ya crown, black down (Watch the block too)\n[02:48.51] Blow at y'all niggas (Blowin at the cops too)\n[02:50.82] Eh-yo, my Wallets stay Bulletproofs racin in Coups, yea we the realest\n[02:54.29] Ultraviolet leathers on, pealin this, love lookin the illest\n[02:56.92] Gorilla things, monster background with a history\n[02:59.03] You're pumpin crack, yap clowns, we all real in here\n[03:01.11] Strap a bomb on a family member, let y'all niggas know we here\n[03:05.54] Blasted, it's like cheeba when I splashed it\n[03:08.45] Real reefer heads'll know the meanin of hittin glass\n[03:10.90] I told y'alls, against y'all, Ginsengs, avenge Gods\n[03:13.43] Picture me stabbin you in the yard for R's\n[03:15.93] Kid saw Staten, nine Bin Ladens\n[03:18.45] Valors on, colorful draws, lookin all relaxed in\n[03:21.12] Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\n[03:23.06] Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\n[03:27.00] Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long\n[03:28.99] Can't wait until ya fake ass gone\n[03:30.55] Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\n[03:33.38] Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\n[03:36.10] Nigga, uh-oh! 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Trust me, ain't nuttin like some hood shit\n Gotta love my dogs but ain't nuttin like a good bitch\n Strictly, if I'm goin down, she comin wit me\n Whole time screamin, \"Oh my God!\", ain't no mystery\n\n Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\n Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\n Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long\n Can't wait until ya fake ass gone\n Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\n Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\n Nigga, uh-oh! 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Trust me, ain't nuttin like some hood shit\nGotta love my dogs but ain't nuttin like a good bitch\nStrictly, if I'm goin down, she comin wit me\nWhole time screamin, \"Oh my God!\", ain't no mystery\n\nY'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\nY'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\nCorrect me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long\nCan't wait until ya fake ass gone\nY'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\nY'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\nNigga, uh-oh! I think they're playin our song\nLit blunts, Clan in Da Front, sayin \"It's on!\"\n\nTry to Wu hate, duck, you could suck my\nWatch the block get clear when I buck my\nBoomerang darts, you can't duck my\nNo tellin which Clan man you got struck by\nChains get tucked when he walk by, hawk eye\nArrows bein fired from crossbow, I talk fly\nYou can't Etcha-sketch all my rhyme threat\nTry to bite my flow, you catch ya throat strep\nSoaked in cess, dope, you eat the cold Tec's\nBold flex, W crown, the ice O-X\nUp in the oolie, yo, who you know?\nJohn Bizzi, Ghost Deini, Rollie Finger and them toolies yo\nStainless Bobby, boy, you have an English folly\nTo try to detain the slang that we can to polly\nPlus you didn't peep Arief, kid, you sleep\nI seen this heap of shit, you in steep\n\nY'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\nY'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\nCorrect me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long\nCan't wait until ya fake ass gone\n\nYo, Amist the gravel, play the words of the Big Apple\nBroadcastin live from the pits of the battle\nWigs split and rattled, get sout ya saddle\nYou ever hear me losin, one of y'all fix the panel\nAsk who? 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Trust me, ain't nuttin like some hood shit\n Gotta love my dogs but ain't nuttin like a good bitch\n Strictly, if I'm goin down, she comin wit me\n Whole time screamin, \"Oh my God!\", ain't no mystery\n\n Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\n Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\n Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long\n Can't wait until ya fake ass gone\n Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\n Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\n Nigga, uh-oh! 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Wu, that's true, known piranhas\n start_ms: 130400\n end_ms: 132880\n- text: Who knows drama, fathers of your whole persona\n start_ms: 132880\n end_ms: 135710\n- text: The mad doctor, stay locked in the O-R\n start_ms: 135710\n end_ms: 138500\n- text: In too deep, beyond reach of the sonar\n start_ms: 138500\n end_ms: 140760\n- text: Still a vet, say my name next to hall of fame\n start_ms: 140760\n end_ms: 143040\n- text: Hurtin third string players, first day in the game\n start_ms: 143040\n end_ms: 145890\n- text: It's on, son, the Killa Bee swarm come\n start_ms: 145890\n end_ms: 148400\n- text: Make the world shake with one continuous drum\n start_ms: 148400\n end_ms: 150840\n- text: Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\n start_ms: 150840\n end_ms: 152910\n- text: Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\n start_ms: 152910\n end_ms: 155660\n- text: Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long\n start_ms: 155660\n end_ms: 158200\n- text: Can't wait until ya fake ass gone\n start_ms: 158200\n end_ms: 160480\n- text: Wave ya gun, Killa (I got you)\n start_ms: 160480\n end_ms: 162400\n- text: Shoot this nigga in his face fast, mumblin (I heard y'all forgot Wu)\n start_ms: 162400\n end_ms: 165640\n- text: Wear ya crown, black down (Watch the block too)\n start_ms: 165640\n end_ms: 168510\n- text: Blow at y'all niggas (Blowin at the cops too)\n start_ms: 168510\n end_ms: 170820\n- text: Eh-yo, my Wallets stay Bulletproofs racin in Coups, yea we the realest\n start_ms: 170820\n end_ms: 174290\n- text: Ultraviolet leathers on, pealin this, love lookin the illest\n start_ms: 174290\n end_ms: 176920\n- text: Gorilla things, monster background with a history\n start_ms: 176920\n end_ms: 179030\n- text: You're pumpin crack, yap clowns, we all real in here\n start_ms: 179030\n end_ms: 181110\n- text: Strap a bomb on a family member, let y'all niggas know we here\n start_ms: 181110\n end_ms: 185540\n- text: Blasted, it's like cheeba when I splashed it\n start_ms: 185540\n end_ms: 188450\n- text: Real reefer heads'll know the meanin of hittin glass\n start_ms: 188450\n end_ms: 190900\n- text: I told y'alls, against y'all, Ginsengs, avenge Gods\n start_ms: 190900\n end_ms: 193430\n- text: Picture me stabbin you in the yard for R's\n start_ms: 193430\n end_ms: 195930\n- text: Kid saw Staten, nine Bin Ladens\n start_ms: 195930\n end_ms: 198450\n- text: Valors on, colorful draws, lookin all relaxed in\n start_ms: 198450\n end_ms: 201120\n- text: Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\n start_ms: 201120\n end_ms: 203060\n- text: Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\n start_ms: 203060\n end_ms: 207000\n- text: Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long\n start_ms: 207000\n end_ms: 208990\n- text: Can't wait until ya fake ass gone\n start_ms: 208990\n end_ms: 210550\n- text: Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\n start_ms: 210550\n end_ms: 213380\n- text: Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\n start_ms: 213380\n end_ms: 216100\n- text: Nigga, uh-oh! I think they're playin our song\n start_ms: 216100\n end_ms: 218560\n- text: Lit blunts, Clan in Da Front, sayin \"It's on!\"\n start_ms: 218560\n end_ms: 221040\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 221040\nplain: |-\n Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh\n Wu-Tang, nigga, that's what's up (one)\n Wu-Tang, nigga, that's what's up\n (That's what's up)\n Eh, eh, eh,\n Wu-Tang, nigga, that's what's up\n Wu-Tang, nigga, that's what's up\n\n Wu-Tang, nigga, Crash Ya Crew, laugh at you\n You bastard, you, pass through, slap an ass or two\n Hear me ROAR, Timbaland tree, weed galore\n MC's with gusto y'all ain't neva seen befo'\n El-Producto, pass that, ya puff too slow\n That's what's up, yo, the kid with the buck-toothed flow\n Oh, that's Meth Man, south paw, I throw my left hand\n To that hardcore shit that even make the Tec jam\n Oh my goodness! Trust me, ain't nuttin like some hood shit\n Gotta love my dogs but ain't nuttin like a good bitch\n Strictly, if I'm goin down, she comin wit me\n Whole time screamin, \"Oh my God!\", ain't no mystery\n\n Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\n Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\n Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long\n Can't wait until ya fake ass gone\n Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\n Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\n Nigga, uh-oh! I think they're playin our song\n Lit blunts, Clan in Da Front, sayin \"It's on!\"\n\n Try to Wu hate, duck, you could suck my\n Watch the block get clear when I buck my\n Boomerang darts, you can't duck my\n No tellin which Clan man you got struck by\n Chains get tucked when he walk by, hawk eye\n Arrows bein fired from crossbow, I talk fly\n You can't Etcha-sketch all my rhyme threat\n Try to bite my flow, you catch ya throat strep\n Soaked in cess, dope, you eat the cold Tec's\n Bold flex, W crown, the ice O-X\n Up in the oolie, yo, who you know?\n John Bizzi, Ghost Deini, Rollie Finger and them toolies yo\n Stainless Bobby, boy, you have an English folly\n To try to detain the slang that we can to polly\n Plus you didn't peep Arief, kid, you sleep\n I seen this heap of shit, you in steep\n\n Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\n Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\n Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long\n Can't wait until ya fake ass gone\n\n Yo, Amist the gravel, play the words of the Big Apple\n Broadcastin live from the pits of the battle\n Wigs split and rattled, get sout ya saddle\n You ever hear me losin, one of y'all fix the panel\n Ask who? Wu, that's true, known piranhas\n Who knows drama, fathers of your whole persona\n The mad doctor, stay locked in the O-R\n In too deep, beyond reach of the sonar\n Still a vet, say my name next to hall of fame\n Hurtin third string players, first day in the game\n It's on, son, the Killa Bee swarm come\n Make the world shake with one continuous drum\n\n Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\n Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\n Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long\n Can't wait until ya fake ass gone\n\n Wave ya gun, Killa (I got you)\n Shoot this nigga in his face fast, mumblin (I heard y'all forgot Wu)\n Wear ya crown, black down (Watch the block too)\n Blow at y'all niggas (Blowin at the cops too)\n Eh-yo, my Wallets stay Bulletproofs racin in Coups, yea we the realest\n Ultraviolet leathers on, pealin this, love lookin the illest\n Gorilla things, monster background with a history\n You're pumpin crack, yap clowns, we all real in here\n Strap a bomb on a family member, let y'all niggas know we here\n Blasted, it's like cheeba when I splashed it\n Real reefer heads'll know the meanin of hittin glass\n I told y'alls, against y'all, Ginsengs, avenge Gods\n Picture me stabbin you in the yard for R's\n Kid saw Staten, nine Bin Ladens\n Valors on, colorful draws, lookin all relaxed in\n\n Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\n Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\n Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long\n Can't wait until ya fake ass gone\n Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm\n Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon\n Nigga, uh-oh! I think they're playin our song\n Lit blunts, Clan in Da Front, sayin \"It's on!\"\n"}]