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Verse 1
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Up from the
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Heheh, it's the
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Ghostface Killah
Verse 2
Wu-Tang
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Wu-Tang Killa Beez,
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we on a swarm
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Wu-Tang Killa Killa Beez, we on a swarm
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Wu-Tang Killa Killa Beez,
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Wu-Tang Killa Killa Beez,
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we on a swarm
Verse 3
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RZA, the GZA, Ol Dirty Bastard,
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Inspectah Deck, you-God
Ghostface Killah, the Method Man,
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Raekwon the Chef, the Master Killer
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Raw Desire, LeVon, Power
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Cipher
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Twelve O'Clock, Sixty Second Assassin,
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K.D. the Down Low Wrecka, Shy
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heim AKA The Rugged Child
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Doo-Doo Wales, Wales, Mista Heza
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kiah, better known as the Yin and the Yang
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The Tru Masta, Asan, DJ Skane,
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The Tru Robocop comin' through
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Scientific Shabazz, my mother
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fuckin' man Wise the Civilized
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The Shaolin Soldiers,
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Comin' down from the mother
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fuckin' South end of things
Verse 4
Killa beez all over your
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fuckin' planet
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Thirty-six chambers chambers
of death
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Three-hundred and and sixty degrees
of perfected styles
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Choppin' off your motherfuck
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Peace, and every fuckin' borough
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Crooklyn, Manhattan, Queens,
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Staten Island
The motherfuckin' Bronx,
killa beez
Verse 5
on, give him the sword
Verse 6
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Clan in da front, let your feet stomp
Niggas on the left, brag shit to death
Now hoods on the right,
wild for the night
Punks in the back,
come on and attract to
Verse 7
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The Wu is comin' through, the
outcome is critical
Fuckin' wit my style,
is sort of like a Miracle
On 34th Street,
in the Square of Herald
I gamed Ella, the bitch caught
a Fitz like Gerald-
Ine Ferraro, who's full of sorrow
'cause the hoe didn't win but the
sun will still come out tomorrow
And shine shine shine like gold mine
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Here comes the drunk monk,
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with a quart of Ballentine
Pass the bone, kid pass the bone
Let's get on this mission like
Indiana Jones, the GZA
One who just represent the Wu-Tang click
click
With the game and soul,
of an old school flick
Like the Mack and Dolemite, who both
did bids
Claudine went to Cooley High
and had mad kids
So stop, the life you save may
be your motherfuckin' own
I'll hang your ass with this microphone
Make way for the merge of traffic
Wu-Tang's comin' through
with Full Metal Jackets
God squad that's mad
hard to serve
Come frontin' hard,
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then Bernhard Goet z what he deserves
Verse 8
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let your feet stomp
Niggas on the left,
brag shit to death
Now hoods on the right,
wild for the night
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come on and attract to
Verse 9
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The response while I bomb that ass,
"You ain't shit!"
Your wack ass town had you gassed
Egos is somethin' the Wu-Tang crush
crush
Souped up niggas on
a stage get rushed
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I don't give a god damn,
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on the shows you did
How many rhymes you got,
or who knows you kid?
'cause I don't know ya therefore
show me what you know
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I come sharp as a blade
and I cut you slow
You become so Pat as my style
increases
What's that in your pants
ah human feces
Throw your shitty drawers in the hamper
Next time come strapped
with a fuckin' Pamper
How ya sound be? You're better
off a quitter
I'm on the mound G, and it's a no-hitter
And And my DJ the catcher,
he's my man
Anyway he's the one
who devised the plan
He throws the signs I hook
up the beats with clout
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I throw the rhymes to the
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mic and I strike em out
So it really doesn't matter
on how you intrigue
You can't fuck with those
in the major leagues
Verse 10
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Clan in da front, let your feet stomp
Niggas on the left,
brag shit to death
Now hoods on the right,
wild for the night
Punks in the back, come on and attract to
Verse 11
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Clan in da front, let your feet stomp
Niggas on the left,
brag shit to death
Now hoods on the right,
wild for the night
Punks in the back,
Verse 12
come on and attract to
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Hoods on the right
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Punks in the back, to what
Niggas on the left
Hoods on the right
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Punks in the back, come on, to what
Let your feet stomp
Brag shit to death
Interlude 1
Wild for the night
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Verse 13
Niggas on the left, brag shit to death
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Hoods on the right, wild for the night
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Punks in the back, come on and attract to
Clan in da front, let your feet stomp
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