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**** y'all ****og *****s we be digital |
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Wu-Tang, Killarmy we indispensable |
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We never fall, we stand tall like sky-scrapers |
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...and justice for all |
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(So **** y'all, so **** y'all *****s) |
[00:41.835][Verse 1: Killa Sin] |
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We move on MCs mechanically, strike nerves like Ghost's verse on 'Can It Be' |
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Hard to touch retarded ****s playing with their fantasies |
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Respect this specialist black, testing this will get ya necklace jacked |
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And name scratched up off my guest list |
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Party freak, you the type of ***** that'll hardly speak unless you spoken to |
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You throw a cold screw but sober up when I'm approaching you |
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At the same time we posting two |
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*****s on that ass that's gonna do what they supposed to do |
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The limelight snatched away from you because it's my night |
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Killarm blaze hot in the twilight, you better get ya lines right |
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Half of these crabs can't even rhyme right |
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With dust flows, robotic movement and blurry eyesights |
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What you want I already got and that control |
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I keep my head high, hand upon **** and pockets swollen |
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You folding, you ****** ass **** |
[01:21.750][Verse 2: Dom Pachino] |
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Yo, my words should never fail |
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Shootin' darts sharper than a carpenters nail |
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Inhale life, exhale strive anxiety's trife |
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Blowin' smoke out my peace pipe |
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Ducking the snipe shot off the top of the White House |
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A cop pauses, war never does its many causes |
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My offense is my defense, extreme precautions |
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Moving cyphers, high velocities making you nauseous |
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Ya forcing it, terrorist extortionists aborting this |
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Space ship that's spacious face it, almost can taste it |
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Pioneer looking for honey and is it matrix |
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The case is if not ya basic way to make shit |
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Embrace it, knowing some day you'll have to face it |
[01:54.325][Chorus: Islord (9th Prince)] |
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**** y'all ****og *****s we be digital |
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Wu-Tang, Killarmy we indispensable |
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We never fall, we stand tall like sky-scrapers |
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...and justice for all |
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(So **** y'all, so **** y'all *****s) |
[02:07.543][Verse 3: RZA] |
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Hard to grapple my razor sharp scalpel technique |
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Slaps you, invasion body snatch you, money grip |
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I smoke the honey dip blunts, cherry bomb very calm |
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Verse bursts like a shot from the Berry homes |
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You'd be most wise to pay close attention to Willie Lynch-in' |
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It's stupid to **** with Bobby Steel's henchmen |
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I step into presidential credentials |
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It's evident, my potential be infinite |
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Deluxe magnetic flux invincible, Obi-Wan Kenobi |
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Sword record in Dolby, Alexis Colby broad try to control me |
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***** whip me like Toby |
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**** the local, I move global |
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Economical, give seeds promised fool |
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My info glow In the dark, Wu-Tang logo sparks your attention |
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Look listen observe, Killa Bee swerve |
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Slam like Dr. Julias Erv, still strike the vital nerve |
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Charter through the Magna Carta, trapped like Otis and Carter |
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Wild like a Shaolin child from Mariners Harbor |
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King I Divines, lost his shines |
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Head burst open like a bottle of Pine |
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Use penmanship when I write my script, blunt spark em' and them mark em' homeless |
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Killa Hill syndrome, peace to Two Tone |
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You must know me to understand me |
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And once you do, you realize I'm you, everything I do |
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Honey bee from the bee hive, evergreen freeze dried |
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Leaf smoke, Killah Priest from the tribe of Levi |
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Spoke, thou shall not steal or blunt spill |
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The indestructible Bobby Steeles is here |
[03:21.522][Verse 4: Method Man] |
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Yo, in the heat of the night |
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My 4-7-7 Mash on the mic |
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Killarmy and Trappa John M.D |
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Full metal jackets 'cause some gots to have it |
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Kill or be killed only time will reveal |
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I think by myself and I drink by myself from '98 until |
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Let me know its real son if its really real |
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Understandable, self explainable, caution |
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John Blaze flammable when under pressure, interchangeable and still |
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Coming down like precipitation as I reign undisputed |
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How Johnny do it? Dangerously |
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Whooping cough (cough, cough), chewing off |
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Stank ***** make my **** soft |
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Bottom line be this, high explosive |
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Not for the average Joseph, come and get some |
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Hold eight and keep one, up in the chamber |
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Blast with my middle finger |
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9 swordsmen attack like the Four Hor***** |
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See me dog walking, strictly ghettio slang talking |
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All up in these guts, often, these rap *****s |
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Official we slap *****s with mad charges |
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**** shit regardless |
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We usually take another *****s garments, what? |
[04:26.070][Verse 5: Islord] |
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Straight up and down I got this rap shit locked in '98 |
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*****s can't escape the laws that I enforce |
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Like top notch politicians who be politicking |
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Slam through and expand total construction across the planet |
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And micro chip software placed in the rear of ya ear |
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As I slid to next year |
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All y'all ****og *****s **** y'all we be digital, shit is critical |
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Like the hallways in my projects |
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Similar to the streets in ***** |
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**** that, I ain't playing with a full deck son |