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What y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me |
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I'm the Osirus of this shit |
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Wu-Tang is here forever - motherf**kers |
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It's like this ninety-seven |
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Aight my niggaz and my niggarettes |
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Let's do it like this |
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I'ma rub your ass in the moonshine |
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Let's take it back to seventy-nine |
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I bomb atomically' Socrates' philosophies |
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And hypotheses can't define how I be droppin these |
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Mockeries' lyrically perform armed robbery |
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Flee with the lottery' possibly they spotted me |
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Battle-scarred shogun' explosion when my pen hits |
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Tremendous' ultra-violet shine blind forensics |
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I inspect view through the future see millenium |
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Killa Beez sold fifty gold sixty platinum |
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Shckling the masses with drastic rap tactics |
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Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths |
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Black Wu jackets Queen Beez ease the guns in |
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Rumblein patrolmen tear gas laced the function |
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Heads by the score take flight incite a war |
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Chicks hit the floor' diehard fans demand more |
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Behold the bold soldier' control the globe slowly |
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Proceeds to blow swingin swords like Shinobi |
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Stomp grounds I pound footprints in solid rock |
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Wu got it locked' Performin live on you hottest block |
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As the world turn' I spread like germs |
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Bless the globe with the pestilence' the hard-headed never learn |
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It's my testament to those burned |
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Play my position in the game of life standing firm |
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On foreign land' jump the gun out the frying pan' into the fire |
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Transform into the Ghostrider' or Six Pack |
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In a Streetcar named Desire' who got my back |
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In the line of fire holding back' what |
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My people if you with me where the f**k you at |
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Niggaz is strapped' and they trying to twist my beer cap |
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It's court adjourned' for the bad seed from bad sperm |
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Herb got my wig fried like a bad perm' what the blood |
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Clot' we smoke pot' and blow spots |
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You wanna think twice' I think not |
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The Iron Lung ain't got ta tell you where it's comng from |
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Guns of Navarone' tearing up your battle zone |
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Rip through your slums |
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I twist darts from the heart' tried and true |
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Loot my voice on the LP' my team is on to slang rocks |
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Certified chatterbox' vocabulary 'Donna talking |
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Tell your story walking |
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Take cover kid' what Run for your brother' kid |
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Run for your team' and your six camp rhyme groupies |
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So I can squeeze with the advantage' and get wasted |
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My deadly notes reigns supreme |
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Your fort is basic compared to mine |
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Domino effect' arts and crafts |
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Paragraphs contail cyanide |
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Take a free ride on my thought' I got the fashion |
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Catalogues for all y'all to all praise to the Gods |
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The saga continues |
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Wu-Tang' Wu-Tang |
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Olympic torch flaming' we burn so sweet |
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The thrill of victory' the agony' defeat |
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We crush slow' flaming deluxe slow |
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For' judgement day cometh' conquer' it's war |
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Allow us to escape' hell glow spinning bomb |
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Pocket full of shells out the sky' Golden Arms |
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Tune spit the shit immortal combat sound |
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The fake false step make' the blood stain the ground |
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A jungle junkie' vigilante tantrum |
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A death kiss' cap off squeeze another anthem |
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Hold it for ransom' tranquilized with anesthetics |
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My orchestra' graceful' music ballerinas |
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My music Sicily' rich California smell |
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An axekiller adventure' paint a picture well |
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I sing a song from Sing-Sing' sippin on ginseng |
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Righteous wax chaperone' rotating ring king |
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Watch for the wooden soldiers' C-cypher punks couldn't hold us |
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A thousand men rushing in' not one nigga was sober |
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Perpendicular to the square' we stand bold like flare |
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Escape from your dragon's lair' in particular |
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My beats travel like a vortex' through your spine |
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To the top of your cerebral cortex |
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Make you feel like you bust a nut from raw sex |
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Enter through your right ventricle clog up your bloodstream |
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Or terminal' like Grand Central Station |
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Program fat baselines' on Novation |
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Getting drunk like a f**k I'm duckin five-year probation |
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War of the masses' the outcome' disaterous |
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Many of the victim family save they ashes |
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A million names on walls engraved in plaques |
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Those who went back' received penalties for their acts |
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Another heart is torn' as close ones gone |
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Those who stray' niggaz get slayed on the song |
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The track renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab wounds |
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And leaks sounds that's heard |
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Ninety-three million miles away from came one |
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To represent the nation' this is a gathering |
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Of the masses that come to pay respects to the Wu-Tang Clan |
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As we engage in battle' the crowd now screams in rage |
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The High Chief Jamel-Ah-Rief take the stage |
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Light is provided through sparks of energy |
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From the mind that travels in rhyme form |
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Giving sight to the blind |
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The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum |
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Death only one can save shell from |
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This relentless attack of the track spares none |
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Yo Yo Yo' f**k that' look at all these crab niggaz laid back |
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Lampin like them gray and black Puma's on my man's rack |
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Codeine was forced in your drink |
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You had a navy green salamander fiend' bitches never heard you scream |
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You two-faces' scum of the slum' I got your whole body numb |
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Blowing like Shalamar in eighty-one |
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Sound convincing' thousand dollar court by convention |
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Hands like Sonny Liston' get fly permission hold tha |
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F**k up' Allah fasten your wig' bad luck |
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I humiliate' separate the English from the Dutch |
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It's me' Black Noble Drew Ali |
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Came in threes we like the Genovese |
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Is that so Caesar needs the greens |
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It's Earth' ninety-three million miles from the first |
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Rough turbulence' the waveburst' split the megahertz |
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Aiyyo dat's amazing' gun in your mouth talk' verbal foul off |
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Connect thoughts to make my man Shai walk |
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Swift notarizer' Wu-Tang' all up in the high-riser |
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New York gank adviser world tranquilizer |
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Just the dosage' delegate my Clan with explosives |
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While' my pen blow lines ferocious |
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Mediterranean' see ya' the number one traffic |
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Sit down the beat God' then delegate the God to see God |
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The swift chancellor' flex' the white-gold tarantula |
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Track truck diesel' play the weed God' substatiala |
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Max mostly' undivided then slide it' it's sickening |
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Guaranteed' made em jump like Rod Strickland |