Babies lyrics

Artist  : Wu tang clan 
Song : Babies
 
[Intro/Chorus: Madame D]
Light is shinin.. beauty sunshine
Here comes one-time.. the ball was so fine
Heat is blazin.. the kids were playin
His partner was shady.. tryin to slave the babies

[Ghostface Killah]
Aiyyo they didn't know the cop was crooked, he
had blow out in Brooklyn
All this while he let the fiends cook it
The baseheads stirred it up, plus they got to
blow it up
Dropped it off in the PJ's and they bigged it up
Then one day, shit jumped off real crazy
The middle of a bathroom they find an old lady
No clothes, half of her tongue, ear missin
The killer had to be mad smart, he wore mittens
Even though her leg was bitten
Crackheads point the finger at Detective Slick
Morris Gittins
Paleface cop who done popped the desk
And got the chop on his neck from when he knocked
Celeste
It was a slug, drug, he pressured everybody on
the block
Some niggaz know him as the Godson of Gotti
And his black partner, he was scared to speak
He saw how they planted weapons on these kids in
the street
He saw like over fifty bodies in like fifty-two
weeks
He saw his colleague pick up money before leavin
his beat
They call him desk duty, Robocop
Younger dudes call him Freddy Krugs from the way
he walk on the block

[Chorus]

[Raekwon the Chef]
Heard the disturbance out the window, oh shit
they got my son
Pulled over his Tempo, Brenda dropped the endo
Had her little nephew with her yo she didn't care
They always harassed her, until she blew the
captain with a razor
His partner turned red in his waist, Mase done
smacked her
with the walkie, yoked her then slammed her on
her face
He bugged on her like she was drugged, plugged
one in her
The fifth relaxed her like a big thug pistol
whipped her
Heard she was dusted, musta been the way they
threw the cuffs on her
She broke the shits, went and rushed the kid
Wavin her hands, she had a half an axe, all in
her tracks
He grabbed her by the air, she broke his jaw it
cracked
More cops arrived, they both bloodied down by the
five
Wildest niggaz just smilin cause it look live
They gave her forty years in New Orleans, callin
me (?)
Shorty was young, by three days had a great bid

[Chorus]

[GZA]
You're just worms in the worst part of the apple
that's rotten
You squirm and you turn from the right, still
plottin
All slimy cause you stay grimy, petty crimey cat
You sometime me, don't need to remind me about
livin in the core, with the scramblers in front
of the store
The bum holdin the door, the mugging no one saw
We played ball in the alley where dope was shot
raw
And the school they kept flawed, plus the lowest
test scores
Small percentage determined to strengthen they
position
Transformation from critical to, stable condition
But it still be obstacles on niggaz that's
optical
Watchin you like salt-water sharks that's
tropical
The money was the root and it's the instinct to
make it
With they pockets and fridge naked, many aim to
take it
Whether - hold up, set up, stabbin or a wet up
Just to know it was the kid next door fizzucked
your head up
Once he fell short, frequently visit the courts
And for some, another way out, is music and
sports
That's why I, keep the rhyme just as fly as a
shot
that won the championship, with just oh on the
clock

[Chorus - repeat 2X]