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[U-God]
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Feel the heat from the streets, I got to eat
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Talk what I walk, I stalk with bronze feet
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Ancient spells, yell durag sheet
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She rags sheet, jump on the jame with with 36 peak
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Beat up the beat, overload rap treat mix
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Cape in the wind like the John Wu flix
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Now, take the spirit, crash more clearer
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The spreadin of body, covers the man in the mirror
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Kick down the door, unlease the Terror Fam
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Cracklin, screamin, crime who I am *echo*
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Who else could cut, well budge, eye on the tiger rap
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Rule the rough mind stap, cryin, his eyes strapped
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Beneath clothin, prehaps speed glowin
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The golden wise domes, blizzard unknown
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The unforbidden, got to live, wildstyle begun
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So uplift the mind, boy I'll bring out the sun
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[Chorus x2: U-God]
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You trapped in this rap in this world bizarre
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And ya hit pretty hard in the city of frauds
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but uplift the mind and I heal ya scars
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Cuz risk pullers small, we all shinin stars
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[U-God]
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Now, first of all, yo, we ain't no saints
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Can we lay in the trench and rock the war paint?
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The same feelin scheme, temper made the rhythm mean
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My self-esteem, my '98 blade hit 'em
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Link spot blast, even though I shot last
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The underdog stranger, superfreak hot blast
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The hard drop rip is a hostile swing
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Kiss my Redemption with a fist full of sting
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Swift with the gifts, it's the God Body Squad
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It's not a myth, we defy all laws
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Now, reach for the stars, now top to the limit
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but, all in the all be grateful to be livin
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While we work the muscle, we meditate the hustle
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Serious the world, experience this struggle
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The razor voice, flavor choice steam, redeem
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We feelin calmy now to dominate the scene
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The grass more green, attack speed dem(on)
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The cliffhanger vaccine, man in machine *echo*
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Now from round one, mayor style sum
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I won't stop the war till y'all drown in my drum
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[Chorus x2]
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[U-God]
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Now, here come the rhythm, style that's moist
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Now, it's up from the Hell with the olive oil voice
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Now hurry my hurt, bury dirt deep within
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Against witty rap war startin, robbin in the wind
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Great blue skies and the great red birds
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>From the pitch black city with the long link verbs
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Golden Arms song truly to restore the Earth's beauty
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Grant me a beast, stamp kill me with the jury
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When I tone a capell, Hell has beauty
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A force has awakened, breath-takin vengeance
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Midnight power plant, seekin the menace
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My wrestlin vest, lyric fresh, dry bone
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My appetite distruction is official cyclones
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Thai poems, my throne
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One shot fill, bigger homes, bigger stones
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It's on now!!!
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[Chorus x2]
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Kung Fu movie sample:
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[Man #1] We're the best, I assure you.
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[Man #2] That's not what I've heard.
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There's a lot of Shaolin men around here.
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[Man #3] They're not important.
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[Man #1] Are you trying to deceive me?
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[Man #2] Those damn Shaolin students. They're just a bunch of rebels.
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Time and again in the past, the court has given orders,
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to wipe them out!
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[Man #4] Be the Shaolin, and a good teacher.
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[Man #3] Who is this man?
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[Man #4] The God of War!
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Bizarre
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U-God |