"Famous Fighters (Skit)" lyrics
"Famous Fighters (Skit)"
Hi, Dad, you mustn't forget not that you promised while we are eating you'd tell a story
I'll, I'll tell you something later.. something strange happening in the martial arts world
Good, tell me then!
Every year, many famous fighters are gathering. The story is:
What are you doing in Shaolin? Who are you? Let's have your leg!
The Wu-Tang Clan, now the Wu-Tang warriors
Quiet! Do you know where you are? Show all respect
I know that I've come into a tiger's den
But then, I came to catch tigers, right
If you lay a sword on him, I'll kill you
Now realise that, if you're itching for a duel to test these skills, right now is the time to fight
Why?
Because you fight now, then you'll lose
Who says?
I say it
Just kill him!
No, you can't kill him
That's my job
I want the man dead, then he dies
Thanks to Jan for correcting these lyrics.
Writer(s): Ronald Bean
- AZLyrics
- W
- Wu-Tang Clan Lyrics
album:
"The Saga Continues" (2017)
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