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Marvel
3.874
Hip-Hop/Rap
Marvel wurde am 29. Oktober 1996 von Epic/Razor Sharp Records als Teil des Albums Ironman veröffentlicht
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AlbumIronman
Veröffentlichungsdatum29. Oktober 1996
LabelEpic/Razor Sharp Records
SpracheEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM89

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ghostface Killah
Ghostface Killah
Vocals
RZA
RZA
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Diggs
Robert Diggs
Songwriter
Dennis Coles
Dennis Coles
Songwriter
True Master
True Master
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
RZA
RZA
Producer

Songtexte

[Verse 1]
Yeah, check it out y'all one, two
We back up in this joint
What?
Check the fly shit, yeah, don't black out on me
[Verse 2]
Yo, black man, watch out, she salt-water trout
Al Deuce dug her back out inside the dugout
Heard the pussy was good, big **** fell victim
Mentally stripped 'em one, God, turned Christian
She know magic, soakin wet pussy on the mattress
Skin like Cleopatra's, the leadin' actress
She been fuckin' since we went to fourteen, look at Miss Thing
With a ponytail, kept a jar of Vaseline
She's a big girl now with a body that growl
Like Wiz murder trial, smell attract crowds
Most **** would light the lord over this broad
Big **** in they drawers pose one knee on the floor
Little kids daydream of humping wildflower
Hanna Barbera fame Geraldo Rivera
[Verse 3]
Fat ass, whips, big asses, colorful lips
Wide hips, spoiler kits, chrome dipped wearin' loot kicks
Plus G's boomin' beats, loud horn beeps
Crowded streets, confusion, yo
The heat is on, yo, it's too black, it's to strong
In one hour Wu Tang is about to perform
Police barricade, sidewalk crowded like parades
Your arena now present the event of the decade
Long braids and fades, bald heads, finger waves
Extensions, nails, Friday just got great
Headlining your marquee is the prime time rhyme crime family
That shines Godly light upon this hip-hop art form
Yo, Dunn, we can't be measured by no chart, the God born
[Verse 4]
Never bust premature for sure
You want it raw, let plant my dynamite, bitch
Deep inside your core
The explosion stops your menstruation
Cause your stomach inflation
Patiently wait nine months for deportation
Of the Earth, from the Moon, black woman stay in tune
Yo Gods, let me born y'all the science about the womb
It's a black hole for those who lose control
Fertile soil for royal and wise
It spoiled many men and took many lives
Loyal brothers changed sides
Only birthed a decimal compared to those who died inside
Written by: Ghostface Killah, Robert Diggs
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