The Fellowship (Bonus Track)

Текст песни Bronze Nazareth - The Fellowship (Bonus Track)

You, yeah, yeah
You now in the rings of the fellowship
That's Wu-Tang
The abbot and the apprentice
Bronzeman, the RZA
Put the motherfucking guns in the air
Yeah, let's go (Gun Rule)
Whoa, Staten Island, New York (shit!)

Accept the floor grievers, perfect the more 'cheivers
Correct the more grievous, reject the poor devious
I explore more speedier ways to ensure media gaze to the pleasure of life
Pains are defeated with same force of leadership
I refrain from evilness
Sickness is cured from wisdom, that's needle-less and pill-less
Realness overfills life's illness
The truth is revealed through stillness
I'm never jealous nor overzealous
Wu-Tang clan, my fellas

Ayo, run with the blade when my home was a lit grave
Shakespeare on page, might load chambers with the gauge
Looked up the crooked sticked-up kids, not Willie Mays
My pop stuck in his ways, this rap shit amaze
You feelin' like swarms of strays spit from gaze
Never-ending catchphrase, I declare plagues
Empty the mag when I run bullet frags
Mark the ashes, I'm high as Jet Li is
Squeeze the page, please, my blood, sweat, and tears
Drip off my inscription, no minor incision
Unless you fail to listen, and you could catch a prison
My brain connect, switching my trails through visit
20/20 behind walls, my feet run crimson
Rhymes, cinch the gloves, they might fit 'em
Hit 'em with tower watts, a power ox beating
Several shots of locks, these souls retreatin'
Hasty revolt serious, I rose out the pyramid
Myriad of bluster, hear my delirium
RZA let me out of the morgue, I started shearin' 'em

The abbot says that he will see you
I'm most grateful
Sir, to study kung fu here is different from studying at other schools
The difference is, you must stay
And you'll never be allowed to leave Shaolin
I understand, I will do my best, sir
Then I will recommend that you be allowed to stay on the area of the school