Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Get Them Out Ya Way Pa , by - Wu-Tang Clan. Release date: 10.12.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Get Them Out Ya Way Pa |
| Ain’t no shook in 'em, Pyrex pots is hot, fiends is cooking 'em |
| Little niggas hugging the block, cops is booking 'em |
| Women hugging they purse when they spot the crook in 'em |
| Back when little J got shot, pops was whooping 'em |
| Little noses dripping with snot, ock, now look at 'em |
| The ghetto got a hook in 'em now, drugs, stay pushing 'em |
| Used to throwing dirt in these blunts, now, it’s kush in 'em |
| Used to tell these chicks to shut up, now, he’s shooshing 'em |
| Get cash, get that ass or put a foot in 'em |
| Iron Flag, flag that cab, Bedford and Put-e-nam |
| There ain’t no puss in 'em, dick, dildo, or gush in 'em |
| Niggas still got that juks in 'em |
| + (Raekwon) |
| If he front then we stomp 'em out (Get 'em out ya way pa) |
| If he drunk and he run his mouth (Get 'em out ya way pa) |
| If he front then we stomp 'em out (Get 'em out ya way pa) |
| (Get 'em out ya way pa, move, move, move) |
| I’m seduced by the chrome, it’s a ruthless poem |
| It took a little time to get his juices going |
| Producers know him as the kid with the Iron Palm |
| Righteous hammer examine the firearm |
| Approach or get fired on, permanent chest scar |
| Empire Strikes Back, check out the Death Star |
| Bless y’all, wet y’all, do the impossible |
| Where I’m from we use dum-dums in the arsenal |
| Highly sparkable, get stretched off the knuckle check |
| Known to scuffle, I take it to the upper deck |
| Universal conquest, kung fu buckle vets |
| In a dufflebag, max yo, a couple techs |
| Give 'em ear hustle, Wu brand we programmed |
| Next time we dance, it won’t be a slow jam |
| I fear no man, son you get lynched up |
| Nigga bitch get Frankenstein stitched up |
| Yeah, voice skipping off percussion |
| Give it to 'em how they love it, slow flow, deadly, beloved |
| All praise the daunting calm yet |
| So alarming, without a word being spoken |
| A thought with no voice, just a nod and a look |
| The contract was took, straight cash, off the books |
| A major pawn took a Don, look, he’s armed |
| With a few black rooks from the heart of the Crook |
| Shook ones look while they hung him on Hercules hooks |
| They found his body near a shallow brook, escaped on foot |
| Switched the look up, out of state, he got the hook up |
| The flipped cake, thought lighter than the feather |
| Yet heavier than weight when my mindstate starts to break |
| Take cover over RZA instrumental |
| I’m damn near invincible, it’s simple |
| Tell me, what are they like? |
| They got holes in the top, five round holes |
| While I was watching, this stranger, hit them |
| But his fingers went right through the bone |
| So then, they’ve… mastered it |
| It’s some style of kung fu, you know it? |
| The Skeleton Claw |