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Bla-awww-ah-ahhh (dead birds) |
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Four scores, thousands of years ago |
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Ahhhhh |
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RZA, Killah PZA, Shza, chosen |
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Aiyyo camoflauged samurais... |
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Aiyyo camoflauged samurais, battle scars |
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Analog, his hands are claws, bears or Gods |
[00:39.26] |
Digi criminals, alkaline generals |
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We stick you for your minerals |
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You speak subliminal clues in interviews, log on |
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We send the news as Brooklyn Zoo, like psalms |
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Turn around disguised, standin on the roof with Merlin eyes |
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A wizard suit, I hurl these rhymes, down |
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Like twirlin dust devils, amongst the bad luck ghettos |
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I give 'em hope |
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Dead birds flyin with wings that's broke |
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Dead birds flyin with wings that's broke |
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Dead birds flyin with wings that's broke |
[01:10.91] |
Dead birds flyin with wings that's broke |
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With wings that's broke.. x7 |
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Metal blades, hand of the spade, duckin grenades |
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Cuttin through brigades, 20 men searchin for aid |
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Hurtin for days, murderous ways, left 'em decayed |
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I creeped, I creeped through the shade, back with that green jade |
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My teammate, rainin fire for dead gates |
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50 renegades send 'em leakin to the grave |
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My teammate, rainin fire for dead gates |
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50 renegades send 'em leakin to the grave |
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Dead birds flyin with wings that's broke |
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Dead birds flyin with wings that's broke |
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Dead birds flyin with wings that's broke |
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Dead birds flyin with wings that's broke |
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With wings that's broke.. x7 |