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Fam (Members Only) (Album Version Explicit)

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GZA The Genius, RZA, Masta Killa

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Sippin' on Caribbean rum, coconut juice Smokin' on that chocolate stick, open up two Bottles of that Blast Monkey, on some trunky You R&B fake rappers suckin' monkeys I'm from back in the days, with the Christopher Hayes On my back, swiped out black, you like that Seven rays in my head, my girl stays in the bed And she loves to lay the eggs Prepare for the mic on slow, swift with the sword Slick Lord holdin' my weight, home and abroad The crowd roarin' for the peeps, playin' for the streets I reaped and sowed, scriptures weaved and wove Behold, gold for the people, equal, fresh on the weekend Wu-Tang Biggie Smalls live at the beacon Backstage drinks on the house, the show is bangin' Brothers break loose and Wu is tango rayin' A law teachin', school's in session, the God speakin' I'm just knowledgin', snake handshakes and fake hugs Waitin' for the hour to devour And splatter your head to powder I'm a slave to the rhythm But never to a mental death in power The hour has come We got y'all 11-to-1, son, you done off Too late to break it off Tactics are hazardous to the health bomb Stealth rifles, they M16 Know what I mean? Hear what I mean? Yo, just what we stand for Loyalty, what we strive for Righteousness, what we live and die for Strictly fam members only Yo, strictly fam members only Yo, yo, just what we stand for Loyalty, what we strive for Righteousness, what we live and die for Strictly fam members only Strictly fam members only Ayo, ayo, great minds think alike We used to drink all night Think about things that's wrong And how to make it right Ice cold bottles of brass, time flashes A hundred blunt passes before the God answers What's the square miles of the planet? Why is the after slanted? How much is covered by water? How much is granite? True, I'm nasty, quality, God, body, be Flowin' like the G-energy inside your artery Faithful as a pilot, stand right against the tank The force of my will still kill, shoot in place Just from the sound alone, your head's blown No scoring in the red zone, you best to head home Or get thrown to the dead zone, son, we need to live Interrupt the Grammy show and teach the kids Yo, just what we stand for, what we strive for What we live for, what we give for, what we die for Strictly fam members only Strictly fam members only Grew up around block parties ready to rock Behind a road clip with my rhyme on cock First shot, first liquor, who had the pop? My bad weather blew the feathers off a hundred flocks Seventy percent goose, thirty duck, get stuck If each link in your chain is truck Can't come in this rhyme cypher with nine snipers Charge off the juice from the pot pipers Grew up around beat boys, DJs, MCs, through rap Never think in their ways of TV It was strictly all about magnificent rhyme clout Back in the rec room, two dollars with the flyer We were down, now it's wigs pushed back Names removed off the plaque, too wild to reenact With tax, that's the price to pay My goal is to aim and spray, my night is the same as day Yo, just what we stand for, what we strive for What we live for, what we give for, what we die for Strictly fam members only Strictly fam members only Yo, just what we stand for, what we strive for What we live for, what we give for, what we die for Strictly fam members only Strictly fam members only

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