[Verse One: U-God]
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Yeah, yo
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Give me the cue
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Skip the introduction, prosate the lip function
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The junction get rushed by some grimy people bustin weed
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Splatter your belly like some Attica fellas
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Use a firearm good, bloods go for hard swelling
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Insert the spasm, yes the dirty hurt has them
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Thoroughbred thugs insert the fantasm
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Verbal smarts, spark the word, visit my scripture
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Exotic wine, holding nine, Picasso pictures
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When the rhyme pivot you now, limit your chance
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Bodyguard the lyric with unlimited stance
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Words seem to zing on down to Bejing
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When we touch down you crown renowned kings
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[Verse two: Method Man]
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There's no honor amongst theives, street pharmaceutical
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Stack like Genovese, the four devil tempt mad men
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But not these, we profound hardcore sound
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To MC's thumbs down, prepare
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Killa bees it be warfare, this the year
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Niggaz gotta take you off of here, hold the square
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If we go there we go gritty
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And spread fear through this rap city, call the mayor
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My razor sharp darts be like cold stairs
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The smell of fear makes my nostrils -- flair, truth or dare
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Ask yourself can you compare
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to these niggaz in the hood, Johnny B. Goode
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or he be gone, yeah
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The struggle goes on, you've been warned
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P.L.O. from here to Lebanon, how many bombs
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Must we drop in the Ninety-Now
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Walk a mile in my shoes, get the street news, from Meth-Tical
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[Verse Three: RZA]
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You gots to be kidding, you gots to be kidding
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Aiyyo kid, you gots to be kidding, my glocks'll be spitting
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You gots to be kidding, yo
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It's common sense how I master my circum-fer-ence, you dense
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I get locked the fuck up, released on my own recognizance
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Can't be judged, young bloods bust back like scuds
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Wu-Tang harvest one thousand notches above
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MC level, yo, I stay high as like treble
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Foes who oppose get plucked like rose pedals
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Arresting and holding, penetrate for better regions
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Wack MC's only lasted one season
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The morale was low at the corral
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Adjective pronouns had no style, yo, we propose our
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aim the official, initial, is Ruler Zig-Zag-Zig Allah
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All that other bullshit ain't permissable
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Annual increase of the Wu-Tang Manual
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Handles to a keyboard is true hip hop set tangible
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illegible, every egg ain't edible
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My tracks remain Unforgettable, like Ol' Nat Cole
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Got to catch this paper to buy Shaquasia a glacier
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Throw chairs to deck a skyscraper
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Understand that the continents of Africa and Asia
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and free the black man from the enslaved labor, Wu-Tang
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[Interlude: Masta Killa, Method Man, Raekwon]
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The weight of the fam is on our back and we can't fall
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Victim to this long hall of fame, meaning nuttin
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We came to punish the glutton with a substance
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That can't be contained, Wu-Tang
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Motherfuckers
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We be seeing y'all asses when we walk up in the club
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Y'all all in the back
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Scared to speak the speak cause you scared
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Punk motherfucker, we know what time it is
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[Raekwon conversating with some people]
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"All you been seeing is upsets in the box and shit right
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It's like come on man
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This nigga fucked up motherfuckin Whittaker"
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"Dang, he caught Whittaker"
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"Mmmmhmmm"
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"He caught Whittaker a long time ago"
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"Mike got touched"
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"Then Mike got touched by Holyfield"
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"Holyfield"
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"Yeah, word up"
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"Hey, Mike's -- Mike's gonna forfeit this fight"
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"He ain't fighting McDermit"
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"He ain't fightin?"
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"Nope"
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"Whattup?"
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"You talkin bout he -- what he, what he, what he did?"
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"Told them he cut his eye, in sparring"
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[Verse Five: Ghostface Killah]
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Style adoral rap pressing, David Berkowitz
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Einstein birth to hit, now nurture it
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M.G.M. front row seat tonight, no gens
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Purified cleanse, ran into some beef up in the men's
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Fix your sawed off, Wu-Tang throw me off the cross
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All you saw was white meat, skin hangin off
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These is words from the Arch Bishop, some call it six up
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The Betty Crocker, marvel cake stakes admissor
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Wax janitor, black Jack Mulligan from Canada
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Slam dance, tarantula style, youse a fan of the
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Monopoly king, Slavic poetry
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Carnegie Hall's off the hook, let's push through the armory
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Mack truck hitting soloist, s |