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Wu-Tang Clan - Babies ft. Ghostface Killah, Raekwon, GZA
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wu-Tang Clan
Wu-Tang Clan
Performer
Ghostface Killah
Ghostface Killah
Performer
Raekwon
Raekwon
Performer
GZA
GZA
Performer
Jerome Jordan
Jerome Jordan
Guitar
Ramsey Jones
Ramsey Jones
Drums
Lara Augustin
Lara Augustin
Keyboards
Djibril Toure
Djibril Toure
Bass
Lawrence Clark
Lawrence Clark
Saxophone
Duane Eubanks
Duane Eubanks
Trumpet
Madame Dee
Madame Dee
Background Vocals
Emi Augustin
Emi Augustin
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ghostface Killah
Ghostface Killah
Composer
Corey Woods
Corey Woods
Composer
Jason Hunter
Jason Hunter
Composer
Gary Grice
Gary Grice
Composer
Robert Diggs
Robert Diggs
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
RZA
RZA
Producer
Steve Thompson
Steve Thompson
Mixing Engineer
John Goodmanson
John Goodmanson
Mixing Engineer
Caleb Shreve
Caleb Shreve
Recording Engineer
Jose "Choco" Reynoso
Jose "Choco" Reynoso
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Light is shining, beauty sunshine
Here comes one-time, the ball was so fine
Heat is blazing, the kids were playing
His partner was shady, trying to slave the babies
A-yo, 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 missing
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 best
And got the chop on his neck from when he knocked Celeste
It was a slug, drug, he pressured everybody on the block
Some **** 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 leaving his beat
They call him desk duty, Robocop, younger dudes
Call him Freddy Krugs from the way he walk on the block
Light is shining, beauty sunshine
Here comes one-time, the ball was so fine
Heat is blazing, the kids were playing
His partner was shady, trying to slave the babies
Heard the disturbance out my window, oh shit they got my son
Pulled over his Tempo, Brenda dropped the indo
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, maced her, 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, must've been the way they threw the cuffs on her
She broke the shits, went and rushed the kid
Waving her hands, she had a half an axe, all in her tracks
He grabbed her by the hair, she broke his jaw it cracked
More cops arrived, they both bloodied down by the five
Wildest **** just smiling cause it look live
They gave her forty years in New Orleans, calling me wodie
Shorty was young, by three days had a Grey beard
Light is shining, beauty sunshine
Here comes one-time, the ball was so fine
Heat is blazing, the kids were playing
His partner was shady, trying to slave the babies
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 crime-y cat
You sometime me, don't need to remind me about
Living in the core, with the scramblers in front of the store
The bum holding 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 **** that's optical
Watching 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, stabbing 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 O on the clock
Light is shining, beauty sunshine
Here comes one-time, the ball was so fine
Heat is blazing, the kids were playing
His partner was shady, trying to slave the babies
Light is shining, beauty sunshine
Here comes one-time, the ball was so fine
Heat is blazing, the kids were playing
His partner was shady, trying to slave the babies
Written by: Corey Woods, Gary Grice, Ghostface Killah, Jason Hunter, Robert Diggs
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