Wu-tang Clan - Black Trump lyrics

*sample repeated in background during entire song* "Guess who's the Black Trump" [Raekwon] [Steele] (Raekwon) I had to get some real professionals for the job, son (Numerous cats) Word up (That's right) Official n***as word up (This is what you call ?) Straight blazin through what Raise the roof is what we came to do (Like hash browns) Blazin through, blazin through (Pa** that African black gold over here) Raise the roof is what we came to do Blazin through, blazin through (You know how we rock) Raise the roof is what we came to do (Smiff-N-Wess-N-Lex set up shop) [Steele] Attack mode, time to strike like a cobra Poisonous venom into your system k**in you slower Than n***as with blowers to your jugular My brother's keeper but I put my brother to sleep If my brother try to creep up You know my son, show respect when I'm rockin the podium Steam-rollin on n***as, my team straight blowin em Got em Throwin they Gunz In The Air like Onyx Chef and Smiff-N-Wessun crime sh**, New York's finest [Raekwon] Let me warn y'all k**as upstairs I seen all y'all, heavy like f**, thinkin my n***as might flaw y'all Blow ya ammo, Shallah seen the god fly commando Handle, gun on my leg, blow his hand off I'm lookin at you why, like "f**, you probably think I'm high" Seems luck, chain around my neck, bought it from E-gypt Me what? Hennesy drink, mahogany guns, we treesed up Come out your shirt, buckle knees-up This Casablanca rap n***a throw some cheese up Let's poly, slow-mo status, bring the keys up Wonderin, runners is lookin mighty fees'd up Right stupid, FBI sell em ? guns [Tek] Make this money, n***as hold up guns Armed full of licks, plus your dick, drop your ones Baby need new shoes and a outfit I see you stick-up kids, you came wit the dick lick You see my set of twin-hitmen from Bushwick? Two chicks wit the twenty-two tecs, b**h You heard about em Now open up the circle so the dice can breathe Pay you double, if you triple, if you push you pay me [Hook] Gotta poly wit ya crew to stack ya loot up Get your weight up, big up, pull ya boots up If you step into the club wit your guns up If the tension's on your mind then raise the roof up You gotta keep it in the fam, stack ya loot up Get your weight up, big up, pull ya boots up When you step into the club wit ya guns up If the tension's on your mind, then raise the roof up Raise the roof up, raise the roof up Never before we came to raise the roof up Raise the roof up, raise the roof up Still in all we came to raise the roof up [R] Minolta flash [S] Gun in the stash [T] Rollin for mo' hash [R] Tek, why you slap fire out em, hold fast [T] These n***as gotta pay the hard way [All] Three the hard way [R] Allah swingin on em like a San Diego Padre [Steele] You heard what the god say, let's start this Professional marksman, swimmin like k**a sharks We lethal and heartless On point like a dart, b**h Bomb your camp if you want this Connect wit convicts on some Don sh** [Tek] And spread the camouflage cats to get the money in Stat Go to war like Saadam if he pushes you that Keep his movements discreet when he out in the streets Had to stash built to high heat for those who creep [Steele] Ha, peep the ghetto ba*tards Run in your crib like two masked men I run wit a Tek, and we ain't askin, we blastin Chef brought the extra cannon from Staten Rhyme official live broadcastin, makin it happen [Tek] You gotta make power moves, black guns and cash rules Hold my eight straight cuz I been payin dues Wave king from way back tryin to make a mill stack Miami money cats that leave you layin down flat Chorus *Replace "When you step into the club wit ya guns up" W/ "When you layin in the cut wit ya guns tucked"* *Steele chanting "raise the roof up* [Raekwon] It's on again Word up, put your hands down Word up, this sh** is multi Y'all gonna see it, word up Smiff, Wess, Lex *Steele chanting "the roof, the roof, the roof is on fire* From the projects, phony projects Next! (We don't need no water, like the Cocoa B's burn) (Gotta poly wit your crew to stack ya loot up) (Get ya weight up, big up, pull ya boots up) (When you step into the club wit the guns up) (If the tension's on your mind, then raise the roof up)