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[Intro: Raekwon the Chef] |
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[martial arts movie sample] |
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Yeah, yo, aight |
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Pass the meth! |
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(nizzuh nzza punk nigguh, yeah!) |
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Yeah, aight |
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kick the raw style, yeah |
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Fly that fuckin sack |
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[Chorus:] |
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Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga |
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Wu buck wild with the trigger! |
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Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga |
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Wu buck- I FUCK yo' ass up! What? |
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(HUT ONE, HUT TWO, HUT THREE, HUT!) |
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[Verse One: Ol Dirty Bastard, Method Man, Raekwon the Chef] |
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Ol' Dirty Bastard, live and uncut! |
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Styles unbreakable, shatterproof |
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To the young youth, ya wanna get gun? Shoot! |
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BLAOW! How you like me now? Don't fuck the style |
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Ruthless wild! |
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Do ya wanna getcha teeth knocked the FUCK out? |
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Wanna get on it like that, well then shout! |
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Yo RZA, yo razor! |
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Hit me with the major |
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The damage, my Clan understand it be flavor |
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Gunnin, hummin comin atcha |
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First I'm gonna getcha, once I gotcha, I gat-cha |
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You could never capture the Method Man's stature |
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For rhyme and for rapture, got niggaz resigning, now master |
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my style? Never! I put the fucking buck in the wild kid, I'm terror |
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Razor sharp, I sever |
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the head from the shoulders, I'm better |
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than my compeda, you mean competitor, whadeva! |
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Let's get together |
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(Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga |
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Wu buckwild with the tri-BLAOW!) |
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I react so thick, I'm phat, and YO! |
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Rae came blowing and blew off ya headphones black |
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Rap from yo Cali to Texas |
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Smoother than a Lexus, now's my turn to WRECK this |
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Brothers approach and half step, but ain't heard |
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HALF of it yet, and I bet you're not a fuckin vet |
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So, when you see me on the real, formin like Voltron |
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Remember I got deep like a Navy Seal! |
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[Chorus:] |
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(Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga |
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Wu buck wild with the trigger! |
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Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga |
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I'll FUCK YOUR ASS UP!) |
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[Verse Two: Ol Dirty Bastard] |
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Yo...! |
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I come with that ol' loco |
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Style from my vocal |
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Couldn't peep it with a pair of bi-focals |
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I'm no joker! Play me as a joker |
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Be on you like a house on fire! Smoke ya! |
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Crews be actin like they gangs, anyway |
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Be like, "Warriors! Come out and playiyay!" |
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Burn me, I get into shit, I let it out like diarrhea |
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Got burnt once, but that was only gonorrhea |
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Dirty, I keep shit stinks in my drawers |
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So I can get fzza-funky for yah |
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Murder, taste the flame of the Wu-Tang RAHH! |
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Here comes the Tiger verse Crane! |
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Ow, be like wild with my style |
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Punk! You playing me, chump, you get DUMPED |
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WU! Is comin THROUGH! At a theatre near YOU! |
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And get funk like a SHOE! |
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What?! |
