The Return of Clyde Smith (Skit) lyrics

by

Wu-Tang Clan


[Skit: Halloween]
Yeah, you know what I’m saying? A lot of n*ggas saying I don’t f*ck with Pretty Tony, so man? Y’all, n*ggas, is Tom Cruises on the low man. I put albums up, I went platinum, I went gold, I did all that sh*t, I’m a man. Y’all n*ggas f*cking getting on some new sh*t, getting hype or something. All y’all new little new n*ggas trying to get on this rap sh*t. Y’all n*ggas get smacked up the whole time, man. There’s real n*ggas on the improvement right now, man. You know what I mean? We sticking up everything too man. When I see you in the f*cking streets, I’m going to slash your little face. You little f*cking things, like f*cking Tom Cruise, man, Vanilla Sky, man. Yeah, you little snitch, pop your f*cking Kuffi off, man. We ain’t nobody else, man, we from the projects, man. We don’t give a f*ck, man. That sh*t is mad f*cking surrounded by buildings like f*cking jail, man. And I’m running in every building, n*gga. I’ma snitch on that, n*gga, I’ma snitch on that, n*gga. I’ma snitch on that, n*gga. And the clown that clean up the f*cking laundry room, n*gga. [?] album, n*gga. Straight up
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