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Wu-Tang Clan - Back In The Game (Phoniks Remix)
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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Wu-Tang Clan
Wu-Tang Clan
Künstler:in
Method Man
Method Man
Künstler:in
Inspectah Deck
Inspectah Deck
Künstler:in
GZA
GZA
Künstler:in
Raekwon
Raekwon
Künstler:in
Ghostface Killah
Ghostface Killah
Künstler:in
Ronald Isley
Ronald Isley
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Ghostface Killah
Ghostface Killah
Komponist:in
Clifford Smith
Clifford Smith
Komponist:in
Corey Woods
Corey Woods
Komponist:in
Jean Claude Olivier
Jean Claude Olivier
Komponist:in
Samuel Barnes
Samuel Barnes
Komponist:in
Jason Hunter
Jason Hunter
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Poke & Tone
Poke & Tone
Produzent:in
Jason Goldstein
Jason Goldstein
Mischtechniker:in

Letras

[Verse 1]
(It's true, the Shaolin and the Wu-Tang, could be dangerous)
[Verse 2]
Uh-huh, Mr. Biggs, Track Masters
It's a Wu-Tang official right here, you know
[Verse 3]
Yeah, the employees of the year, yeah, we're back to work
We took time off while other rappers got jerked
Shit's about to change now
It's a shame how
Things ain't the same but I'm back in the game now
And as we step in the door, we cause panic
Yep, the usual suspects, we at it
Vexed at it, y'all went a week with the belt
Few chicks felt your style, now you're feeling yourself
Meet your maker, I dropped, you was eight years old
I got stock in your flow and crops to share hold
Props with the prose, where cops won't dare go
Got top centerfolds, too hot to wear clothes
Still me, always have and will be
Ill G, it's silly to hate but feel free
Hey, hear what I say, they gotta pay
And my return is like Christ, declare the holiday
[Verse 4]
Back in the game now
Copped me some weed now
My people 'bout to eat now
Shit's about to change now
Back in the game now
All my **** in the hood now
Better catch up now
Shit's about to change now
Yeah
[Verse 5]
Uh, y'all see I'm in the streets, struggling
Young, dumb and thugging, give a fuck about nothing
Stuck at rock bottom, trying to come up on something
Pumping from sun down to sun up, we hustling
Vision, my ****, now get in where you fit it
And see prison as just the high cost of living the life
Ante up 'cause if you blow the dice on that OZ
Dorothy ain't going home tonight
That's on e'rything, put it on the kids and the wife
Been burying my folk ever since they raised the price on the coke
Searching for a quick antidote
More money, more problems to cope
[Verse 6]
We were at the same table when the chips were checked
A gambling rebel who inspects the deck
Just when you thought we would fold our hand
Against all odds, we raised the bet like we changed the plans
It was live on air but in between station breaks
I was holding a pair and just made the table stakes
Split the demos, put insurance on tapes
A safeguard against the crusaders in capes
If I double down, they say, the Gods are sharks
If we win against the house, they thought the cards was marked
We draw hit after hit from a royal flush menu
While the dealer promoted the full house venue
A spade in the club with the heart to wear diamonds
The high roller who got credit upon signing
They look puzzled when I shuffle, most of 'em stunned by the hustle
Recourse of bluff, game's your muscle
[Verse 7]
I'm back in the game now
Copped me some weed now
My people 'bout to eat now
Shit's about to change now
Back in the game now
All my **** in the hood now
Better catch up now
[Verse 8]
Say what?
(Shaolin shadow boxing)
[Verse 9]
Hey, yo, on rainy days I sit back and count ways
On how to get rich, cooling with a mean, ill Jamaican bitch
Banana coat matching with the ratchet
Lil' black weave, sweatpants style, air force is acting
Jump in the six, kicks look crisp, talking 'bout the bird
Flow through your hood in the mean tints, that's giant
It's like the family that flipped on you for lying
Buried you alive, left your whore crying
We on your floor, look, more doors
They ain't ate either, I hoped y'all **** is armed
And when we get there, all my **** in the mix
Yeah, Shallah, Lex Diamond got me buying Louis Rich
[Verse 10]
Most people say the Clan was missing since I got dropped off the radio
Overnight your whole style was bitten in the process
Everybody switched they names like
What you call it, any fast be changed
It was the Gods that rep'ed that
Shark skin, dark skinned bitches
Clarks from Digi left the game dizzy
Ooh, got busy, that dancy shit slid through
We had to stay hood 'cause that's who we been through
RZA came through, mastermind got the cash and power
Proof that power plastered divine classical lines
Mathematical rhymes, the style is unbearable
Now **** with the radical shine
It's Ghost Deini, every coast need me
We back, motherfucker, that's right, it's the WTC
World trade center, Wu-Tang Clan
We brought so much heat that we was giving you tears and shit
[Verse 11]
I'm back in the game now
Copped me some weed now
My people 'bout to eat now
Shit's about to change now
Back in the game now
All my **** in the hood now
Better catch up now
[Verse 12]
Shit's about to change now
Back in the hood now
Back in the game
Written by: Barnes, Sherrod, Clifford Smith, Corey Woods, Ghostface Killah, Jason Hunter, Jean Claude Olivier, Samuel Barnes
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