Letras:
Suite Tango

voix remplace le "Bip bi lip", Ca fait "Whooo". C'est quoi ce trip? Soit les piles sont cuites, Soit c'est l'asile de suite, Je lis "Wooo", sur l'ecran

problems and a mason's ring Oh, Mr Robinson And his quango Drinks with generals and county wives The family business is doing alright They're doing tangos

through the wood works like poisonous high fumes I'm that superhero with the brand new costume "Wu-Tang!" "Wu-Tang!" "Wu-Tang!" "Wu-Tang!"

I wanna hear right?" "Whatchu wanna hear? I wanna hear that Wu-Tang joint" "Wu-Tang again?" "Ahh yeah, again and again!" [*sounds of fighting*] [RZA] Wu-Tang

of useful land [All] It's Yourz! [RZA] The seed and the black wo-man [All] It's Yourz! [RZA] Double LP from Wu-Tang Clan [All] It's Yourz! (2X) [Verse

I wanna hear right?" "Whatchu wanna hear? I wanna hear that Wu-Tang joint" "Wu-Tang again?" "Ahh yeah, again and again!" [*sounds of fighting*] [RZA] Wu-Tang

that hate Cuz I create the dinner plates, the things they cant Mona Lisa's on my wall, I splash the Rem', brand Then dance the tango, with a rose in my

wouldn't be Chris, Or a Public Enemy with a black power fist. No Queen Latifa, no Will Smith either, There would only be tight jeans, tight suits and black sneakers. No Tango

Scarface gangstas, criminal niggas up in the trenches Army coats on, playing the benches Getting paper, sly, that's the motto, intelligent goons (The fucking Juan Don, yeah, Su Wu-Tang