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(Intro: U-God) |
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Yo... yo... yo... yo, yo |
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(U-God) |
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Time to knock 'em out, cut 'em with the glass hand |
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Time to shut 'em down, I'm coming out the badland |
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Oscar the Grouch, kid, jumping out the trashcan |
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The last man that violated, got chopped with the sword |
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Send him a one way express ticket to see the Lord |
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You think we falling off, the beef's internal |
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All that bullshit we going through, it don't concern you |
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I'll thermonuclear burn you, you'se a human sacrifice |
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Cuz I be smashing mics with the Passion of Christ |
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Stay fully loaded, equipped with action devices |
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Kid, stashing these stripes, join the force |
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Honey, take ya flick, lift and point to the boss, soon |
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As you blink, your coins is tossed |
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It only takes four bars to get my point accross |
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And I'm coldest with the frost, on top of the mountain |
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Elijah, was the prophet, along came Malcolm |
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And I'm scalping niggaz, taking devil's heads |
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Money generated niggaz, taking heavy bread |
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(RZA) |
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I was born in a barrel of razor blades |
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Right next door to haze, I used to be afraid |
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Of the devil, as a boy, but now as a grown man |
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I have realized, he is just a toy |
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A graphic image, I'm that magnificent splendid |
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Dominant, prominate, Islamic |
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I was here before the dinosaurs, shine & defining law |
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Measure every inch of the Earth, combining more |
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Elements and chemicals, find space in minerals |
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Trap devils on the run, like Monk-Monk the General |
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Appear in a gang attire, slept in a ring of fire |
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I, got a bigger beat than Billy Squire |
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Dirty Dick Dastard' dart, straight out the dungeon |
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Transform on niggaz like the rail whip from London |
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Paul Bunyan ax tracks, get peeled, caps back |
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Hard to get out, nigga, head like naps |
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Parental advisory, no M.C. is wisin' me |
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Me and the mic, like, ebony and ivory |
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We go together, like, cheese and cheddar, like |
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Jeans and sweater, like, Mo' and better, like |
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Who could take a sun ray, twist it to a rainbow |
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Darts sit upon your head like the Kangol |
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V is for Victory, I mastered your trickery |
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Try'nna clock like dickory, get smoked like hickory |
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So please stop the bickery, you can't get rid of me |
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Wu Killa Bee, from now to infinity |
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(Method Man) |
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Look at this bitch ass, snitch ass, about to get a kicked ass |
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Get mad, get smashed, and get another zip bag of 'dro |
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For these hoe niggaz, slow niggaz, told niggaz |
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Fucking with the cold miner's daughter, she a gold digger |
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Killa, I'm back iller, been realer, chinchilla |
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Coat, ex-crack dealer, cap peeler, dope |
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Uncut coke, cut throat, niggaz had enough dough |
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What up, though? My nigga, I don't trust no bitches |
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That's real shit, feel this, vanilla Dutch, and steel lick |
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Forensics is still try'nna figure how I killed it |
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Wu-Tang, my crew bang, let our nuts hang |
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Like that piece on a new chain, mami, pop the poontang |
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Your party, find me where the stars be, or probably |
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Walk into the corner store on Targhee |
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Smokin' Bob Marley's, I'm hardly, a nigga to be fucked with |
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And you try'nna 'ketchup', but you barely cut the mustard, aight then |
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(Masta Killa) |
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Just another spine chiller, U-G, RZA |
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M-A-S-T, A-K-Illa, M-E-T-H, O-D gorilla, straight from the Killa |
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Brownsvillah, do or die Bedstuy |
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Murderer, East terrorist, we clap gun thunderist |
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Land of the Iron Gods, swords can't live |
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Medina stay warrior, how can I escape the block |
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From being boxed off, lost in the shuffle of life |
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Living right cost, legendary crime boss |
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Fresh kicks drip in the street, beautiful unique |
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Freestyle, be so wild, fresh out the Penal |
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Track it on the Pro Tools, foul, smooth as blue nile |
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Wave spin, water blend, dart flow, sun glow |
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Kool Moe Dee roll, gang up on a power show |
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Snoop never love a hoe, bang it on in your vehicle slow |
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You don't know how the God be flipping the style |
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And keep it so, Witty Unpredictable |
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Truth or Natural, the Gods is actual |
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It's a fact, I was destined, to grab the mic and bless them |
