[Ka]
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My life rest in a .45, aim for head, chest fortified
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Sons look for revenge, out of stress, daughters cry
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Got to do it here, can't afford to try
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Thought the gutter ended in the 'Ville, then I saw the 'Stuy
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They get wet daily, it's a live nigga water ride
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Slow and steady win the race, step aside, let the tortoise by
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It's the hundred man street value hundred grand
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Instinct, nothing planned, been through shit you couldn't understand
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Caine, hec, and the 'juan. I'm repping the lifeless
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Weapon of Christ. Is the blunt out? I'm steppin' in
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Checkin' for secondary devices, live in the real world
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Fuck, get love from a real girl, raised my sister
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Amongst Islam and the crime, now she a ill pearl
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Never seen nothing like me, I'm for those who get it on nightly
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You need a boost of strength, put it on, recite me
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I tour with toast, cuz drama's always close
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Feeling the waves, killa praise, applaud my folks
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From the court most raw, absorb the quotes
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For sure I'm the cure, and this more of the dose
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Yeah, I'm from the bottom but I look forward to gross
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[Hook: GZA (Ka)]
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In the gutter, some ride, some chill (some chill)
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I'm from the gutter, some 'Stuy, some 'Ville (some 'Ville)
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Know many brothers, some cry, some build
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Word to the mother, some lie, some steal (steal)
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Some get popped, some die, some heal (some heal)
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Some get knocked, some hide and some real
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(Some even bust shots, some live, some kill)
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(But that's gutter where Ka and them chill)
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[Ka]
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Slim nigga with the fat pound, back down
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Most brolic dude, try to move, hit him in the face
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Never again taste solid food. Same nigga
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If I'm in solitude, or with the wildest crew
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Bulletproof down my coats like Ghost's wallets, too
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I run wit a crook or two, look who escaped out Brooklyn Zoo
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Fuck that queen, I show you what a knight, and a rook'll do
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New York City Bronson, heat up quicker than Vinnie Johnson
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A block got Bloods now, it's like a mini Compton
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To have honey smiling, need money piling
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Bundles, bundles, bundles, a hundred thousand
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That's why with my gun I'm browsing
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On the hottest strip to see who I gotta hit to start running housing
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I listen to my id, respect my ego
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If I need council, bounce through, check my people
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The first on Earth with the same thirst I accept is equal
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Never move with crews, you lose if they steps beneath you
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I rep it lethal and beef might elect to mesquite you
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From where beef greet you. Do as much as dirt as us
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But they preach lethal
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The block is crashed, the blast from the heat teach you
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Get one lesson, fail, oh well, the streets keep you
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Pat his jeans, one magazine, She sleep you
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[Hook]
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[Ka]
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I embody, every nigga who carried a shotty
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Forced to grow up quick, never sat on the potty
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Went from crawl to run, we want all or none
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Being fatherless bothered us, everybody who called him son
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Block scholastic, sunny chips from the rock jurassic
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For heavy glory, mark territory fore I rot in casket
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Thought our young committee was gon' run the city
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One fear is being unprepared, so I brung the smitty
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If you dare come and get me, I'm from royalty
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I represent myself, don't need no lawyer fee
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People call on me, cuz I'm ready when it's urgent
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Too much grace to tremble, hand steady as a surgeon
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Firehouse
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| Genius/GZA |
