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[Intro: Buddha Monk]
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I figure I give you niggaz this one,
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drunk off the liquor
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This is for all you crazy cats
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This is how its goin down
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I'm seein my shit *echo*
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(Wha-wha-wha-what? Wha-what?
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(Wha-wha-wha-what? Wha-what?
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Wha-wha-what? what?)
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[Chorus x4: Buddha Monk]
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Straight out the Zu of valleys and rats
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Comes those crazy cats, those crazy cats
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[Buddha Monk]
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This ain't a normal presentation, an all-star performance
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For all you non-belivers and Riker's pe-verts
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Blinkin with the Monk will get ya swallowin ya pride
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in chunks, while my flow just blows ya mind up
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Get ya groove on on, but watch ya set
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Mines on ya lawn, blowin up ya set
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>From the gate, I drop smart bombs on the fake
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For the most, I roast and toast a nigga in any coast
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This vigilante, known to be drunk off this Hennessey
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Fuck with me nigga, that's like you dyin in your own enequity
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Zu ministry, back washed kins set the mind free
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Come follow me on this journey as the flows reach the air breeze
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B-U-D-D-H-A M-O-N-K, representer on the Brooklyn Zu thing
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What's next? Brooklyn brawler, run for the border
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And shit gets worse, once I drink the firewater
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[Chorus x4]
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[Buddha Monk]
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It's the party master, rap slasher, bone cracker
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>From here, now and after, catch this Brooklyn Zu rapture
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Thoughts travel from pions just to make you niggaz be gone
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Only drop atomic bombs, pose calm, now bring it on
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Your lame ass, I'll smack that ass, blast you quick-fast
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You niggaz make me laugh, every time I hear you on the wax
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The body catches whip-lash from the shit that I'll spit fast
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It's gon' be the number one seller, played by my man Bobby Dash
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You won't be next to flex this, Stretch Armstrong just blessed this
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The lurch said I'm feelin it, Evil Dee said I'm killin it
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The drug blood, I'ma smoke this one bud
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and show my people out there appreciation for givin me love
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(Wha-wha-wha-what? Wha-what?)
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(Wha-wha-wha-what? Wha-what?)
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(Wha-wha-wha-what? Wha-what?)
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(Wha-wha-wha-what? Wha-what?)
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[Chorus x4]
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[Outro: Unknown voice]
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Power, equality, Allah sees equality
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To the whole Atlas, this is from the Manchuz, God
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All God squad, Manchuz and Brooklyn Zu, the Zu Ninjaz
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I'd like to say peace to everybody in the World
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Do the knowledge first so you don't forfeit
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That devil's uncivilization, it's that trick-knowlogy that has you
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You asked, it was many years before you were convinced to be even born
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Born thru reality, Yacub's, no terminology or trick-knowlogy
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Peace
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Crazy Cats
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| Buddha Monk |
