*featuring Allah Real, Daddy-O, Division
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[Intro: ShaCronz]
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Yeah, uh, it's dark outside
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We still in the hood with this one, ya'll
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Yeah, from the projects, slums, Fort Greene
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Huh? Ain't no sun outside, never sunny where I'm from
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Always grimy, yo, yo, yo, yo
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[ShaCronz]
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Everyday is a struggle, but you can catch my team hustlin' to the late night
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Takin' risks, playin' dice, screamin' "We hate life!"
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Gettin' this money, but we want more
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I see a lot of niggas beefin', but they don't want war
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I heat targets, anything you sese, rob it, got beef like the meat market
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I'm clappin' captains, lieutenants, and police sergeants
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I got two hoes named Denise and Margaret
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They come through and finish drama after we start it
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All my chicks major, I rep N.Y. like a Knick player
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Get paper, split haters, I still spit and shit razors
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Got eight pair of sick 'gators, five watches
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Switch flavors, 50 red and blue rocks around the wrist, player
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My vision is deep the Division will creep
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run up on you, start hittin' your peeps
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Nigga, we ain't playin, our mission's discreet
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I'm clippin' your peeps, have you missin' for weeks
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To let you know we ain't playin'
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[RZA]
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Olive oil and fried tomatoes and basil
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I stepped in flared nasal from Hazelnut Amaretto
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My watch 80 G appraisal
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Plus they drop 50 G's for a RZA beat
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Cherry wood, hid the receipts, presidential suites
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Ice cold bottles of Cristy 'til my eyes misty
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Complainin' to my lawyer how this rookie tried to frisk me
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Jealous of my jeep, I gave his badge to the chief
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And got his ass directin' traffic in the heat for a week
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[Freemurda]
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Keep comin' out your gums like loose teeth
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You gonna take a 40 to the mouth and it ain't no brewski
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That monitor gonna show straight lines like looseleaf
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Got Up North niggas straight out the box like Lucies
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Wanna shoot me? know you get a kick out of that just like Bruce Lee
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Ya'll don't wanna lose teeth
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Comin' all out of your face just like pimples
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That thing comin' out of my waist, gotta hit you
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'Cuz ya'll niggas ain't with it, better quit it
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'Til you catch one through that man dribblin' on your fitted
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That mean one through the front, through the back of the cap
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Like the great Pun packin' a Mac in the back of the Ac'
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You could take one, not talkin' bout a Ac'
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I get cake from the fat crack bag with them packs, what?
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[Allah Real]
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Wherever I go, I always stand tall
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Wherever I go, I always stand tall
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[Outro: Daddy-O (RZA)]
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Yo, peace, yo, Bobby! What up?
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(What up, O? What up fam?)
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What up cousin, how you (nothin' just trynna sling this shit)
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What's goin' on (You know I made that drop good off, right?)
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Oh, word? (Guaranteed, we made all this shit, man)
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That's what's up, yo, but check this out
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I got something new here for you, right here (what?)
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Supposed to give me some lesson (Lesson?)
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Yeah, lesson (what you talkin' bout, nigga?)
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Straight (know, how to what, cook the shit up, nigga?)
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Nah, nah, Knowledge, Wisdom, Understanding, Culture, Freedom..
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It's right here (son, what's that all about, though, yo?)
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Yo, God, it's the new way of life, knowhatimsayin? It's the truth
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It's the way it's gonna set you free
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I think you an intelligent brother, you should check this out
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Youknowhatimsayin, Supreme Mathematics, youknowhatimsayin
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Check this out, and let me know... (let's see what you talkin' about)
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Youknowhatimsayin, I know you'll respond good
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This could take you to another level
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(Now hold on, man, you an O.G., you trynna tell me you trynna read, man, nigga?)
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Listen, brother, I've been readin', man, without this man I wouldn't be here right now
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You know? (You know what, god? Youknowhatimean?
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I'mma trust your word on this, I'mma pick this up, I'mma read this, aight
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I'mma get back at you, if I can relate, we'll relate
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if not, you still gonna have those pounds for me though, right?!?)
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Yeah, no doubt, but yo, right now, these the pounds right here, g
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This is Math right here (yeah, it's like that, for real, fam?)
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For real (aight) aight, peace (Peace fam)
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This nigga, talkin' peace, man, this nigga's the wild |