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featuring Ghostface Killah, Ill Knob, Superb, Trigga
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* skit for 30 seconds before beat drops *
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[Chorus: Trigga of M.M.O.]
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We famous decorators
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Outlaws with the force, with the Money Makers
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Wu-Tang, when we bang, we be regulators
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Player haters can't play us, cuz the thugs obey us
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Bust a slug to save us
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[Joe Mafia]
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Straight missle, pulse gristle, snapper crime
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Poppin tops off of Anaheims, tropic refined
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Extorton air time, imported from the Mason-Dixon Line
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Look at my frigid eyes, fake fucks describe
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Slap em paralyze, analyze the lies
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Kinetic, my word is all I have, slaughter trash
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Monster Mash, half ass on the war path
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Suffer land, give a fuck grand, crashin the Pan Am
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My squad Van Dammed, this shit was sun tanned, VA so tanned
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without the Beanie rap, who? Hoodini rap
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Musolini stack, Lamborghini crash, kiss the Genie lamp
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Henney big, excellency, no fake shit, wrong recipe
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War speciality, meet the headless heat
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[Superb of American Cream Team]
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Yo, we made an oath for this self, fuck every black bitch raw
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Make a nation of culture teens, we takin culture back
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Takin books and read it, quote the right words
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Take your language back, black man it's your's
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If you read the way she smoke crack, she be the most high
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She settle for the most drunk and most fly
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Spendin 300 on cristal or pistol
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Fuckin dummy, you could've took ya bitch out
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[Ghostface Killah]
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Bottles goin off in the church, we broke the wine
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Slapped the pastor, didn't know pops had asthma
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Pulled out his blue bible, chains fell out his coat
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3 condoms, 2 dice and 1 bag of dope
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Ooh, Rev. ain't right, his church ain't right
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Decon is a pimp, you could tell by his ice
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Mother Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the number spot
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Heard you got red tops out, and I want a lot"
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Girlie fainted dead on the spot
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2 ushers slipped $80 right out the pot
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Oh shit...
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[Ill Knob of K.G.B.]
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The K, the G, the B, Ill Knob bring the ruckus
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cuz I don't got no time for these faggots
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They frontin, but I'm about to break them out the havoc with the fire
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I battle water, what you order?
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You would run far from the slaughter
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I'm gunnin out whoever's in the order
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The hitch out, no bitch out
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I'm good and plenty, nigga get ya rich out
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or nigga ditch out, for ya self and ya family
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cuz I don't want nobody layin handin me
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I'm livin life, profanity, insanity
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because of my fame, insane
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When I'm rockin on the block, I've got to push my cane
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Got to live in this life, baby times is trife
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Have to be on my side if you claim my wife
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No knife come between us, married to my Syndicate
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Niggaz see this, playa hate and try to be this
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It's hard to be this and you don't want to get dissed
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When you ballin up ya fist, you don't wanted to be missed
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Buck! Buck! Back! Fuck! What the fuck?
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[Myalansky]
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This is jail, 3 burners made Tina Turner dance
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Probably, you kidin me? Only my man bust side to me
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I was gotta be slicin the pot, if I divide it by 3
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Dicks for them niggaz that snitch, whoever shot at me
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All up in my shit, pussies plottin 3 days to about a week
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Wu-Synidcate most ampitated across the E-N-T
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Entire, niggaz collapse and raid the empire
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Where his stash at? Cryin, he broke, a dame liar
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Yolk for the smoke, back room, Medallion man croke
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Now yo, no joke, take it, no damn moat
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Joe lock the door, pussy stay down, lay down
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Yo, Napolean get the duct tape, cave him for cash flow
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Biography, million my peers get painted robbery
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A to Z encyclopedia, color photography
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Penitentiary rhymes, salt get they ass took
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Street turn, patiently speakin, you know the math
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Make bitch niggaz ballerina, pull up they too-too
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Smacked up in front of ya bra', what his man do?
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Eyes glued to my right hand, don't rush me
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What that bitch scream, runnin thru traffic like lightnin?
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Fell, loud boss screamin, yellin for wifie
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You see that shit, another hit, Wu-Syndicate
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Myalansky, Joe Mafia and Napolean
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Colie on, Marlon Brando rap, ya roly on
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'97 bar, tighten storm door, war is on
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'98, a twisted rate, kidnap and solemnly swore
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to my boy, give my last call, pass the shoe horn
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Don't shoe guys, come, we move on, told you must prove on
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3 on ya bally cleaner, who clapped? Sally seen her
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Black '97 beamer, bitch niggaz ballerina
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They just dance
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[Chorus x3]
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[Outro: Trigga of M.M.O.]
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We famous decorators, yea, yea
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Posion Clan... *echo*
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Bust A Slug (Remix)
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