[Chorus: GZA]
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What you know about emceein? (I know a lot)
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Can you demonstrate something? (Why not?)
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I'm speaking about stacks, GZA (That's all I got)
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The raw un-cut material (That's all I drop)
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[GZA]
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The nucleus of hip hop, rap's hallmark
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They had a citywide effort to keep us in the dark
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To the new details, distant wisp of light
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Evidence of a terrifying threats on microphone
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Rhyme stone, numerous parts combine
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Strands of heavy metal form the steel arch design
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Fit together seamlessly, everlasting rap
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Heat-pressure generated by a blasted cap
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The chamber when ya rollin' the dice everything count
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Clan royalty where the loyalty is paramount
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Couldn't be more wrong prior to your perusings
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When ya spoke of us, you understated the influence
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As I bury my motor-action, implode a fraction
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Of ya investigation when ya askin
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Aware about in ya suit and tie, cruising by
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The intrepid workmen that sharpen ya shooting eye
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[Chorus 2x]
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[GZA]
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Like a child I have infinite patience when I write
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The victim's dental records showed they loved to bite
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The under like removed off a charged battery
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Someone had his ear stuffed wit the sweets of flattery
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A live wire, fired the shot in the booth
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It wasn't even in the shooting distance of truth
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Who broke the barrier causing mass hysteria?
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At the darkest hour in the most densed area
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In a stocking cap, undercover, while disguising
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I'm rapidly advancing our horizons
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This path of trade with the sharp blade, open to all across the globe
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They simply heard my call
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We hit up, the remote and primitive land
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Left walking reminders that saw it first-hand
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The music was a secure link we all think
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On the same page as holding the ink, now whatchu think?
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[Chorus 2x]
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Uncut Material
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| Genius/GZA |
