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* sampled '70's soul singer singing "so bizarre" all throughout song * |
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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! |