Intro: Raekwon, talking to Poppa Wu
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Ol Dirty Bastard singing in the background
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You know God, I just been, youknowhatI'msayin?
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Doin my regular thing man
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So I'ma get back up with you though baby
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KnowhatI'msayin? You know you my nigga kid
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I'ma always come through for you baby
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Yo man, you gotta understand, this shit is real though man
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All the time, word
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Yo man, that's you man
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Yo peace Rae, peace God!
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(We've got the powers to resurrect the dead)
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Whassup baby? God damn, look at you man
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Damn God, I got a shit out you man
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Man, I done watched you man, since you was a little crumbsnatcher
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A little weed-hopper running around here man
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Look at you baby, you look good
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(We've got the powers to resurrect the dead)
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Understand, I watched you go through a lot of trials and tribulations
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But you know something, like I used to always tell you baby
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A good listener's a good learner
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(G-O-D's my reality)
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I see you listened VERY well, understand?
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(I'm elevating strong and I'm gonna go on to the highest degree)
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Your time is coming baby
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See sometime, it could be like, a rear view
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YouknowhatI'msayin? And people don't know when their blessing comes
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But I watch you grow, man you is a very intelligent man
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Man, I watched you when I used to sit down and you would
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trick me out my money shootin dice, niggaz is you crazy?
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Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
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(G-O-D's my reality)
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Crazy you crazy man
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Yo Rae, you remember that shit man?
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When we used to be down there in the hills and shit man?
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(I'm elevating strong I'm gonna go on to the highest degree)
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And you'd catch it, from Old Man Freed
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He'd be yelling "You little slick ass"
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Ha ha ha ha
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Talk to me baby, knowhatI'msayin?
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Ha ha ha ha
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I've been through all them things, man I'm watchin you growin
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But remember one thing Rae like I used to tell you
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The child you was is making you the man you is today
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And if you don't know where you came from baby
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You DAMN sure know that you don't know where you going
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Can you see what I'm saying?
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Know which way you travelling
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(We've got the powers to resurrect the dead)
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You understand? And follow that destiny, follow the light
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And it'll set you free
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(Ohh, G-O-D's my reality)
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Cause I've watched you baby
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You my main man
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Yeah
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(We're elevating strong and we're going on to the highest degree)
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Now that could be the Wu-Tang production
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Start to knuckle up and, gun shots start to click the block's duckin
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Could it be, and would it be, that we was babies
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Catchin, rabies, niggaz seem to act crazy
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Day one, in my spot July the tenth
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I had a mint, stickin up Devines hittin them with nines
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I was toxie, from layin up in Roxie's all night
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This nigga bust a shot, lick my man's wife
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It was havoc I contact the Abbot
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He shook the shoulder though, then he passed the phat chrome automatic
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We goin to war, you know we headed to the floor
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He woulda, did it, for me fuck it, let's mosie
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Schemin dough, with the P.L.O., wrapped on tight
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Sayin in my mic "Yo we gotta go"
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My first impression was to add some lessons
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Question, one, what made you even show your gun and blow the session?
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He replied and rocked the green eye
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And yo, he started, yellin "Them niggaz sellin two for fives!"
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But he's a goner and I got my corner
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What, I'm feedin my babies, Cash Rules for mortal daughters
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Yeah, Rae baby
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Feedin my babies, Cash Rules for mortal daughters
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Only God is the son of man
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(We've got the powers to ressurrect the dead)
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I'll say it one time, and be ceratin that fake God does not exist
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(Ohh, G-O-D's my reality)
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(I'm elevating strong we're gonna go on to the highest degree)
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This is why the universe, has itself balanced the scale
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of devine knowledge, and it was measured by the portion
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of solid knowledge
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No man, can judge for another
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But each man must weigh all facts and circumstances
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And find truth in his own judgment of righteousness
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See, the way to evil, balance equality in no man
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For no man is good and bad at the sa |