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[U-God] Countdown... |
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Are you ready? |
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Are you mad inside? |
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Got you strapped down to your seats |
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Outta the doorway, bullets ripped, full clip |
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God speed, approach follow my lead |
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Firewinds gust, empire crush |
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Full thrust, fall in the hole, roll wit the rush |
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Untouchable chunk of earwax and soul |
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Soundwaves slay out the back, ?cave? smoke |
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My belly-full prance dance, avalanche quote |
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Down slope, elegant as |
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Fantasia Killer whale tale inhale, black male from |
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Asia All out the wood works, hood shirts and wizards |
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No match, unhatch, the rap is rigid |
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In the shaft, shotty cop, hip hop to the limit |
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Nightwatch, pad mark |
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Sparks spin a quake nuclear blast, heavy on the cash |
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Gimmie what it takes |
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NOW!! [Chorus x2: U-God] |
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RAGE ROCK |
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ROLL FIGHT |
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BRAWL FALL |
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RUMBLLLLLL |
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EEE!!! [Letha Face] |
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The diabolic witty, dialect's darker than |
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Gotham City |
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Wit the possibilty to stop your walkin ability |
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God forgive me, spark enemies wit pistol grips |
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The missle tip's impact hit you so hard, you shit through your dick |
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Official scripts strikes when physical hits |
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You physical bitch, watch for the imperial blitz, serious shit |
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Submit, subject to the wreck wartone, and thought poems |
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Liver than |
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WWF Warzone |
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Walk upon ? tracks, bodies collapse |
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Rap for lottery stacks, shatter like when pottery cracks |
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Logical facts from the terror dome |
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Spill from the guts, trail to you ?puss? from where you bust |
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In God you now entrust |
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Dog you like hound and mutts, |
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Pound Pups get sound struck |
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Clown what? |
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You'll get drowned in the cut |
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While crowd round up [Chorus x2] [Inspectah Deck] |
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Aiyyo yo I spit bars |
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Travellin tremendous speed measurin far |
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Been bustin satellites circlin |
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Mars Verbal onslaught, bring forth physical force |
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Of a hundred wild niggas piled in a |
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Trojan Horse |
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Thought method, set it on generic mic ethic |
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Professional neck shit, left foes beheaded |
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This music, is mind control like computer chips |
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Been doin this for numerous years, refuse to lose it |
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Wit turbo tactics, manuever like a trained soldier |
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Hall of Fame flame thrower, take game, it's game over |
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Ayatollah, high roller nine totter |
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Mind controller, 2009 time folder |
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My coalition, bring the demolition |
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Wu-blade decision, slate the competition, wit no intermission |
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Spittin hazardous darts, up front like |
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Rosa Parks |
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Makin million men march [Chorus x2] [Method Man] |
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Yo, who got next? |
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Meth got next |
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I chin check, all these |
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MC's line em up god, |
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I go ? hard |
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Declare holy war, it be hard to dip and dodge |
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Police squads tryin to bogard, we rip and rob |
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The boulevard ain't safe for your kids, that's how it is |
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In the ghetto, we ain't scared to death, but scared to live |
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So Goldy, mosey to the spot, get that moldy |
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Rusty-ass .38 |
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Special, niggas owe me |
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Slowly I turn, face the one and only |
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Naughty By |
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Nature, I |
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Do My Dirt |
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All By My |
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Lonely Ask |
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Pretty Tony, when |
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I got a bitch |
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I keeps a bitch 36 |
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Chambers, |
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Enter at your own risk |
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Take that watch off and tuck your necklace |
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City never sleeps, streets is restless |
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Rap style'll slave you, when you least expect it |
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Pull the plug on your respirator, leave you breathless |
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Wu-Tang forever and a day, better warn your boys |
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I deploy battleship rap, seek and destroy [Chorus x2] |
