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It's on. (Where your sparkle at kid). Ryzarector Yes, the * is raw, comin' at your door. Start to scream out loud, Wu-Tang's back for more. Yes, the hour's four, I told you before. Prepare for mi
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It's on. (Where your sparkle at kid). Ryzarector Yes, the * is raw, comin' at your door. Start to scream out loud, Wu-Tang's back for more. Yes, the hour's four, I told you before. Prepare for mi
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Intro Ghostface Killah (Mr. Maygreen). Aiyo, what up party people (Yeah, my name's on the guest list). This is the Wallabee kingpin in the building (As Mr. Maygreen. good evening. ). Right
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Intro Ghostface Killah. Uh-huh Ghostface Killah. Greasy, razor blades, shots spray, military. Armor, keep blaze packed, all day, dog's day. Groundhog Day, ya'll bitch niggas got sweet hands, word
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Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga). You ain't hungry. Matter of fact I don't want you in my gym. Get out of my ring, you disgust me Ghostface Killah. Godzilla bankroll. Stones from Stilion. Yo
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Verse One Paula Perry, Masta Ase One two one two, check it I can't stay home. Gotta take walk down to block to the pay phone. "Do you run?" No, like I said before I walk. Stick up kids hawk, but I
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Chorus Ghostface Killah. Bleed just like us, believe my pipe bust. If he holdin the right amount of cheese I might rush the spot. Up early in the mornin, kick the door in, wave the 4 an'. (*) the
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Verse 1 (Masta Trippy). Thức giấc chờ nắng lên. Có em làm anh nhớ đến. Thói quen của anh là đi tìm em ở trên story và nghĩ. Sao không thử nhắn tin. Biết đâu giờ em cũng thế. Cũng mong chờ ai
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. . Ghostface Killah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Aiyo, I'm coming up the block, got my hands on the ratchet. And these * little faggots don't believe it's Ghost. Well, surprise mothafucka, Starkey Love got
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get I on. Like Marvin Gaye, take the cash and siti it on. The hood of ya wick-wack low-ridin Cadillac. Back up ya boys and let's start the battle. Act like, ya know, the Masta Ace don't play when it
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beat y'all. That's right y'all, clap your hands y'all. Cheeba cheeba y'all, to the beat y'all Repeat Verse one ase Bust it, straight out the plaque like a smoke from a stack. It's the masta ase honey
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Intro Ghostface Killah (Tracy Morgan). Listen, man, it's going on 2007, g. I wanna wish ya'll muthafuckas a happy New Year. (New Year, let's give it up) How your 2006 was son?. (Go and get up
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(Shizzle) dem want it all in. Hear girls ballin, all night. Hear girls callin (You know) dem want it all in. Hear girls ballin, all night Verse 2 Ghostface Killah. Yo! It's about that time for me to go
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Intro Ghostface Killah. Oh *, look at them, they running on foot. They picked the car up, they on some Flintstone *. Oh *. and them niggaz stuck together. On some Siamese *. yo
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And!. all we wanna do now Is. murder murder murder kill, kill kill Part. . B Paula Perry Masta, Ase One. . two one, two This. is Paula Perry and it's a brand new year Time. for the weak-a wack
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And!. all we wanna do now Is. murder murder murder kill, kill kill Part. . B Paula Perry Masta, Ase One. . two one, two This. is Paula Perry and it's a brand new year Time. for the weak-a wack
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And!. all we wanna do now Is. murder murder murder kill, kill kill Part. . B Paula Perry Masta, Ase One. . two one, two This. is Paula Perry and it's a brand new year Time. for the weak-a wack
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And!. all we wanna do now Is. murder murder murder kill, kill kill Part. . B Paula Perry Masta, Ase One. . two one, two This. is Paula Perry and it's a brand new year Time. for the weak-a wack
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) masta ace . I could freak a flow, fresh like fish in the fryer. It's the fat rhyme supplier on the 5 train attire. Goin uptown, kickin with the songs that be hittin. I'm swingin like my dick on the
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hood of your bullshit, lowriding cadillac. Back up your boys and let's start to battle. act. Like ya know; the masta ase don't play when it come to my bass Ima jeep ass niguh Drivin down the block
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?. That's why I'm the Masta, I'm tryin' to tell you kid. I'll break it down simply right back to the freestiddyle I'm bashin', breakin', I'll fry you like bacon. I don't smoke blunts, boy, you must be
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him shot gun. He lucky, I ain't stop, copped the shotgun. Killah type cat, you better be glad, I'm not one. Had a couple stars up in my sky. She was my moon and my sunshine. Dude ain't even fly, he
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joke, I school that ass like St. John's. Some come get a little bit, hit hard like a rock. And open up the door 'cause I'm knocking Ready or not, here I come in a hurry and. It's Masta Ace, Steady
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It's on. (Where your sparkle at kid). Ryzarector Yes, the * is raw, comin' at your door. Start to scream out loud, Wu-Tang's back for more. Yes, the hour's four, I told you before. Prepare for mi
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Ghostface Killah. Yo, yo. Telekinesis, I'm purifying these D speeches. While I'm crying, I clean the feet of the sweet Jesus. Dreams, visions get blurry of the Elohim, it's light. It's known to tear retinas
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Ghostface Killah. Aiyyo, turn those lights down while I'm recording!. Matter 'fact y'all niggaz get the * out the room, G!. Straight up! Sipping on that bullshit Budweiser!. Nah'mean yo. what
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calling my name. But I don't hear a word they say. . Ghostface Killah. It was him, the cornerstore and a buttered roll. The * dropped when I gave him two stomach holes. One to the face, he fell
