(Feat. RZA)
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Yeah we in the building
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My boy norry N.O.R.E. in the building
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Cuz there¡¯s a ra-ra in the building
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Uz the queen¡¯s in the building (RZA)
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Get up and down, Woo Tang in the building
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Hare hare Krishna
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A good motive to good listener
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It's the N.O.R.E ihaaa
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You cope with the RZA
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Sing hare hare Rhamma
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Detroit your papa
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Stop that drama
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Fuck the little mama
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(RZA)
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You get trapped in six
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Ah better grab your crucifix and do a remix
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Brrr boom
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My design like assassin, I drink with the passion
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Guns, lights, camera cuz some things stay flashin¡¯
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But I'm an architect, I build with my own hands
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Foundation ation, I have you nation facion
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Fruit juices, raw vegetables
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Castrated ass, how you roll with no testicles?
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And I don't fuck with niggas but their assholes
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They like hoes they can touch in the assholes
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I throw diamonds on my bullets, call it icy hot
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Cuz I feel puck you down on a pricy block
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You two relax now, fuck you and your canope
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Distribute rock, you were born out of insanity
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You see our plan to be greater than your family
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Send the world down I got bombs in your camarry
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And things change since my days of the hand to hand
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Cuz now the fucking hustlers is customers, sniff a gram
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Hare hare Krishna
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A good motive to good listener
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It's the N.O.R.E ihaaa
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You cope with the RZA
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Sing hare hare Rhamma
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Detroit your papa
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Stop that drama
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Fuck the little mama
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(RZA)
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You get trapped in six
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Ah better grab your crucifix and do a remix
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Brrr boom
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Hey yo mixtape Illuminati alumni, some die, some cry
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Used to let the tech fly, you sun fry
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Awkward, orthodox, you bald face porky pock
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Shoot in your toe, now your hoe can¡¯t walk a lot
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Stand still, accurate, shoot accurate
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Tell ¡®em nigga stand still they just forward back a bit
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I'm from the era of the golden
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Original style, never stolen
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These whack dudes lame and they steal a nigga lingo
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Spit a riddled rap from a cush, from a mango
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Snapping niggas angles
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Stop backs and all that, bifocals messed up
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Bitches wanna sleep with me, I roll like a boss
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So the niggas wanna eagle me, fly a model secretly
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Hand to hand secretly, your boss wanna speak to me
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You see my ladies here? They smell like a tangerine
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Everyday¡¯s a photo shoot, live in the magazines
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Hare hare Krishna
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A good motive to good listener
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It's the N.O.R.E ihaaa
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You cope with the RZA
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Sing hare hare Rhamma
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Detroit your papa
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Stop that drama
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Fuck the little mama
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(RZA)
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You get trapped in six
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Ah better grab your crucifix and do a remix
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Brrr boom
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Bang, you just take back what I just said
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Hare hare Krishna
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A good motive to good listener
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DJ Frichard
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You cope with the RZA
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Sing hare hare Rhamma
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Detroit your papa
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Stop that drama
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Fuck the little mama
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(RZA)
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You get trapped in six
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Ah better grab your crucifix and do a remix
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Brrr boom
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It¡¯s RZA inside the building
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You got my boy N.O.R.E.
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That¡¯s the end of the story
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Hare Krishna
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N.O.R.E. |