Wu-Tang Clan - One Of These Days

[Chorus: sampled singer (Inpsectah Deck)] One of these days and you wont be long (It wont be long now) One of these days and you wont be long (You bound to come up) One of these days and you wont be long (Keep your eyes on us) One of these days and you wont be long (Yeah, yeah, yeah, Deck) [Inspectah Deck] I'm from the home where the buffalo roam And niggas don't give a flyin' fuck Talk with signs up, walk with the iron tucked Leave your eyes wide shut Money bag's on +The Table+, gots to get locked up Rebel I's simply slicker, pick up a pretty sister Dig her out on +The Table+, bend off the remy licker Head splitter, deliver so cold I send shivers From many figures, battle the world or any nigga I'm Uptown +Saturday Nite+ like Bill Carr's Got weed in the jars with vanilla cigars On the strip, eyeballin' the chicks, holdin' the mix Blast off of my shit, vibratin' the whip [Chorus: sampled singer (Raekwon)] One of these days and you wont be long (That's what you call it pa) One of these days and you wont be long (Chef!) [Raekwon] Yo I'm sicker than the V12 [X5] With cracks in the Rolly jumper all we do is Drink fuckin' Drive Real niggas raise up, Mommy get your feet off +The Table+ The cable luck bare, my man got me one on his leckle It's nothin' for me to get up with you, guts with you Blow off them matches and sit up with you Aiyo the streets, what is gettin' more crazy? Stressin' me nothin', investin' the leathers, we all into things blazin' Slingin' coke is just a normal habit, rappers we wear Straddlers with cannons and hatchets gettin' cheers Yatzis are fresh off the block, block squeezin', it's real If we get real, put pop, poppin' at your blocks equal Take these niggas and throw 'em in lakes, it's business Rake these niggas on the mic, display your ninjas Nines crowns verses your nine towns Run up with nine 9's, brown down, get to lyin' you down [Chorus: sampled singer {U-God} (Raekwon)] One of these days and you wont be long {Yo} (That's what you call it pa) One of these days and you wont be long {Yo, yo} [U-God] I come from the slums, I ain't no dummy My testiment talk, represent money This +Verbal Intercourse+, fueled by exhaust The bread winner, head spinner, coldest with the force No remorse, endorse the rap artist So flamboyant cos I pimp slap the hardest Ever since the +Triumph+ we've been missin' them soldiers We came tonight, boy the mission is cobra, full exploder Bulldose through the rubbish, I'm in too deep boy