Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lesson Learn'd, artist - Wu-Tang Clan.
Date of issue: 12.10.2017
Song language: English
Lesson Learn'd |
Niggas in the streets gon' learn |
Them Wu-Tang niggas don’t play |
Niggas in the streets gon' learn |
Them Def Squad niggas don’t play |
Niggas in the streets gon' learn |
Them Jersey niggas don’t play |
Niggas in the streets gon' learn |
Them Staten Island niggas don’t play |
I said one, two, three and to the fo' |
I glide like there’s simply no traction on the flo' |
10 304, live action from the door |
Shawty dime, let the whole team smash her on the tour |
I splash bravado, fast cash aficionado |
Savage vandal, I’m a legend of tomorrow |
Painting the truth, here’s proof, ain’t it the truth |
So ill a nigga spit with a containment suit |
Slayin' the booth, aim, shoot, bang! |
Cave in the roof |
Hater, wouldn’t last a day in my shoes |
You know very well, bet he swell, you can tell he jeal' |
My price hiking like the pills Martin Shkreli sell |
Mathematics tracks, I craft havoc |
Fact, I black on it, black, I’m back at it |
Mathematics tracks, I craft havoc |
Fact, I blacked on it, black, I’m back at it |
Niggas in the streets gon' learn |
Them Wu-Tang niggas don’t play |
Niggas in the streets gon' learn |
Them Def Squad niggas don’t play |
Niggas in the streets gon' learn |
Them Jersey niggas don’t play |
Niggas in the streets gon' learn |
Them Staten Island niggas don’t play |
Yo, I’m on top of the world, mama, lookey here |
I’m a boy beastin' in my car, Paul Revere |
Horsepower, never fell off, look in the mirror |
When I drop something, you like Martin, all ears |
Late Night Letterman, I light it like Edison |
Fire through the wire, I wrote it out in Maryland |
Arrogant? |
Yes. |
Tune in, my Hot 9 Flex |
Cut the check and your boy digress |
At my age it’s all about bread |
Tryna be nice at 40, you can have it all shawty |
I’m tryna make history, and history say |
Fuck rap, I divorced her, the bitch bore me |
Throw your hands up, let’s tear the bar up |
So much bud I started sweating cigar guts |
And these white folks love me like a Starbucks |
Fuck with one dude, you gotta fuck with all us |
Niggas in the streets gon' learn |
Them Wu-Tang niggas don’t play |
Niggas in the streets gon' learn |
Them Def Squad niggas don’t play |
Niggas in the streets gon' learn |
Them Jersey niggas don’t play |
Niggas in the streets gon' learn |
Them Staten Island niggas don’t play |
Mathematics, you a fucking genius, nigga. |
yo, fuck that |
Ladies and gentlemen |
I need you to put your hands together |
For worldwide international producer |
Worldwide international DJ |
And the creator of the Wu-Tang W symbol |
Ladies and gentlemen |
Please put your hands together and show your love |
For our brother and yours — Mathematics |