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[GZA]
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On a man-made lake, there's a sheet of thin ice
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Where unskilled skaters, couldn't figure-8 twice
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At 16, uncut, direct from the cult
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Head on assault, the result, death by the bolt
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In a vote, it spoke aboat the average loss commission
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That was seen by a king in a prophetic vision
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Like a plane crash from a bomb blast
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Special broadcast, slot time with con cash
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It kept the jury quiet, and now a riot will form
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While satanic man, now hang in his dorm
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I swing, on you fake, radio personalities
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Boost ya ratings, but hypes behind casualties
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Fire shots, for low-pressure water gun play
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Instantly, slap ya fire like it's Palm Sunday
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I fashion the first tool, from the elements
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The earth use, and built it to a complex
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Network, of communications, you're up against a hopeless, situation
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I screen every vehicle, through enemy observation
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Swarmin unpredictably, we spread terror
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Increase the force significantly, change the error
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Check my wind pattern, it's headin west
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Success is freedom, failure could mean death
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Humans sweat, aim shovels
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Dig up the debris and rubbel
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Permanent, damage caused by the double-
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U, Now who, cowardly urge you to merge through
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And think the workers'll serve you
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Signin marvel, who just dropped the next novel
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Worldwide, practically marred in marble
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His accountless, amount of MC's I saved
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And those same niggas wanna squander those gifts I gave
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[Chorus: RES sample]
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Scratch underneath the surface, where does your purpose lie?
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It seems our world is worthless, like we're pawns beneath the sky
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Change the race by reason, and ashes just the wind
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The left is so our we're breathin, keep ourself from givin in
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[Killah Priest of Sunz Of Man]
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Love and hatred, home is most sacred
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Both species, they lay naked in the tombs of oasis
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Think back on niggas I ate with, spent the day with
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Guns we played with, niggas I relate with
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We broke bread, I heard through a vine niggas workin for the Feds
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Sent out secretly to take my head
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I lay back and meditate to the words they say
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Skip town for a mutten goofy dred
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Had a friend tell my family I was dead
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Return at the last fall of the autumn leaves
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Operate the plan accordingly, in case the Feds are recordin me
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Sign all documents, usin forgery, cuz just a near thought of me
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Like Solomon, spoke bluntly
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Told the word I'm black and calmly
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Howls from the grave haunt me
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The smell of death's upon me, I dwell in the hills like Gandhi
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Been in the presence of mad peasants, and old kings
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Who sold everything, on a quest for god's divine
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Slept in caves to get a clear mind
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Who prayed 3 times, when the moon lit and the sun rise
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I met dwellers in the desert, talked to shepherds
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Been in the mouth of many leopards
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Felt the death kiss, of Satan's mistress
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Walked the vacant districts, for 4 religions, studied Pagan scriptures
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True philosophers and physicians, on a cure missions
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Who harden their hearts, to ward the weak, sick and ifflicted
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Candles lit, gamble with a bitch
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Who made me love her, when I touch her, soft cause hide claws
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Bees with sweet honey in they mouth
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Have bitter stingers at they tail
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Walk through the chambers of death, take a hold on to hell
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Embracing her was like embracing a 3rd world
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[Chorus]
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[Outro: RES sample]
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Scratch underneath the surface
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Beneath the Surface
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| Killah Priest |
