[00:00.809]Twenty-seven (Yea, yea, yea, yea)
[00:03.157]Wu-Tang (Stapleton, Killarmy)
[00:05.174]Shyheim (T.M.F., Trife the under structure)
[00:08.179]Word (What's the deal, baby?)
[00:10.378]For the one-nine-nine-nine shit's gon' change
[00:13.322]Now it's us in the Range, God's givin us brains
[00:15.809]I play the game, put my heart into it, you stupid?
[00:18.414]I'm a gunner, whenever I got the rock I'll shoot it (BLAOW! BLAOW!)
[00:21.413]The undisputed champion on the M-I-C
[00:24.163]Been Wu-Tang before it became a production company
[00:26.680]Stay fresh like Doug, I run with the thugs
[00:29.251]That'll cut your throat and sell your blood
[00:31.690]Fifty/fifty love around the border
[00:33.604]Should be biddin five to fifteen
[00:35.304]On the Strength for the way I manslaughter
[00:37.329]Rock your girl's boat like the Titanic
[00:39.657]Man, I got more numbers than the Ninex, plus the Bell Atlantic
[00:43.020]More hoes than forty-deuce
[00:44.710]More clothes than twenty cleptos could boost
[00:47.460]I'm not havin it
[00:48.374]I bring it to your label, producer and your management
[00:50.988]Man, I'm like the Feds, I bring down your establishment
[00:53.872]Under the Rico, I purchased my 3rd quarterly from Bob Cito
[00:58.237]Got your block locked like the Dred, Mike Z and Chino
[01:00.852]You know (What? What?)
[01:03.692](Tommy Whispers)Look me eye-to-eye and see what you find
[01:06.458]A crime nigga, nine spitter, mind digga, refined
[01:08.980]Power impact, crackin your spine, mankind
[01:11.729]Blow off the surface like landmines in my pasttime
[01:14.455]I saw it all, had plenty broads
[01:16.145]Cut your wig short like Demi Moore
[01:18.010]Ghost, vanished, most mothafuckas don't know I'm half spanish
[01:21.517]Hazardous lyrical tactics, pinned to the matress like canvas
[01:24.957]Get your ass kicked for talkin backwards
[01:27.051]Puffin Backwoods, walkin thru the back of the hood
[01:28.987]No protection, Stapleton section
[01:31.575]Corrupt life, T.M.F. arch style, we rush mic's
[01:34.175]Disarmed for that gold-piece charm
[01:35.823]Red alert, we all alarmed, ready for combat
[01:38.189]No contact, countin backwards ten-to-one
[01:40.250]Now let me launch that, no way you can catch my format
[01:43.395]I'm like the Gingerbread Man, movin on land
[01:45.753]Catch me if you can, I move faster than the average man
[01:47.604](Shyheim)You only got one life to live
[01:49.684]So all of my children, it's better to give than receive
[01:52.722]Life is short, Days of Our Lives seem to speed
[01:55.754]Still waitin for the day when Clinton legalize weed
[01:58.410]You only got one life to live
[02:00.436]So all of my children, it's better to give than receive
[02:03.578]Life is short, Days of Our Lives seem to speed
[02:06.381]Still waitin for the day when Clinton legalize weed
[02:08.900](Dom PaChino) It's like gunplay when my darts spray
[02:11.105]Leave you scarred today, mental washed away
[02:12.883]I shoot like Hardaway, your body parts decay
[02:14.865]Slow-lay, too busy lustin the Rol-ay, platinum face
[02:18.141]I snatch you over-arms, I take you out of space
[02:19.933]Take you into my orbit, Terrorist gone corporate
[02:22.549]Choppin tracks into sawdust, son, so you could snort it
[02:25.289]In the conference room, Terrorist Hymn comin soon
[02:27.665]Album cover pitch-black like the sky, without the moon
[02:30.283]To illuminate, in my dome-piece there lies a metal plate
[02:33.436]Titanium, harder than a lock in your gate
[02:35.750]Burglarize your enterprise and have fun with your mate
[02:38.387]Cuz I'm not nasty, when doin my dirt, won't see ya masta me
[02:41.413]Silent Weapons is a classic like Freddy Bassey
[02:43.959]What a word pro, electro, grenade logo
[02:46.920]Forever show how I firmly handle the phono
[02:49.508]Bitches lust me, my plans of wettin the seeds in the mo-mo
[02:52.122]Terrorist relatin to Shy, mi vida loco (I feel the same way)
[02:54.978](Trife Da God)Yo, yo, yo, yo
[02:57.520]Eh yo, treasury, stackin this paper for Longevity
[03:00.588]The money first, put it in work, that be my pedigree
[03:03.083]Let's take it to higher degree
[03:04.804]Sit back and visualize so our eyes could see
[03:07.525]Black God, we livin hard
[03:08.976]Mugs get scarred, thugs get barred
[03:11.084]Treated like slaves in the yard
[03:12.733]Playin the field, most niggas tell and squeal
[03:15.127]That's why I move for 'self, only me and my steel
[03:17.851]Cuz Shit Iz Real and leary niggas will rat you out
[03:21.127]Get under pressure by the jakes when they smack 'em out
[03:23.595]Gat in they mouth, for talkin, you sleep-walkin
[03:26.173]Can't play the street often, become a victim for extortion
[03:29.073]For your fortune, your bank rose
[03:31.153]Stank hoes, you think I ain't cold?
[03:32.857]Run up in your crib, take everything, even the sink goes
[03:35.409]You sweat like a pink rose
[03:36.977]Can you smell it, when you soft like velvet?
[03:39.397]Catch one up in your helmet, get dealt wit
[03:41.529]On the quick-fast, take you on a great adventure like Six Flags
[03:45.106]Spent every day of my life just tryin to get cash
[03:47.792]So when my shit blasts
[03:49.064]Duck behind buildings for shelter, or you'll get hit fast
[03:51.580]Catch whiplash, fuckin wit Trife, you must've skipped class
[03:54.274]Your bitch-ass didn't take notes, infra-red scope beamin
[03:57.486]I'm tired of dreamin, I wanna hit the big screen and
[03:59.996]But keep an open eye for them cats who stay schemin
[04:02.998](Irish folk song)