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Yoyoyoyoyoyo! Yo. Is the niggaz ready for this son?. Niggaz ain't ready for this ock. One two whatcha wanna do (I'm gonna give it to em anyway though man). Peep the Inspectah Deck (You know they
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Rza. Yo Yo Yo doodododododo Yo pssh yo. Yo park the jeep on the street of the Sunset Marquis. Autograph sign and pass wit a gold tip sharpee. Permanent ink blots undrunk from velly poo scotts
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Satayin ed lover on the microphone, blazin hittin you in your head yo,. That was a fat joint that was the Wu-Tang dude ha hoo ha hoo ha word up. Man, speakin of the Wu-Tang where the * is method
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bulls***. Okay, I'm reloaded, strapped with a full clip. Staten Island's the Borough, Park Hill, we still click. Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, that's the Clan, we run s*** Up from the 36, back on that bulls
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Intro Method Man (Raekwon). (Yeah, yeah) Aiyo, how much more for a fifth of Vodka? (Peace beloved). (Six bottles of Henny, six bottles of Henn) Word, word, let me get that. Herb, yeah, yeah
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just not the same, unless it's Gilla house. And Wu-Tang Clan, in the house, cop them thangs Live together and pop the chain, know your lane. * cocaine, stick up, 'bout to blow your brains off the
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Redman. Def Squad Wu Tang. *laugh*. (check it check it out). Verse 1 Method Man Redman in brackets. Yo yo Method Man yo yo Iron Lungs. Call us gorillas in the myst. Raunchy vocalist. Your
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Wu-Tang Clan. I be hectic, and comin for the head piece protect it. * it, two tears in a bucket, niggaz want the ruckus. Bustin at me bruh, now bust it. Styles, I gets buckwild. Method Man on
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Wu-Tang Clan. I be hectic, and comin for the head piece protect it. * it, two tears in a bucket, niggaz want the ruckus. Bustin at me bruh, now bust it. Styles, I gets buckwild. Method Man on
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. R. , now they pimpin' her, yeah. But if you Enter the Wu-Tang, you tripping. Like somebody tied together your shoestring, now listen. I'm the, real deal, come on, come back to get ya like bad karma
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(feat. La the Darkman, Raekwon, you-God). . Intro Raekwon. Wu-Tang. Yeah (what up son) you know. It's back to that good ol' thing again, you know?. (Pass that, pass that, man) Word up, we do
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face blown (Get ya face blown). . Chorus. . Inspectah Deck. Observe the word, when I speak, get the truth's heard. True to the curb, Wu classic is the new birth. Spreading the blessing across
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. . Chorus. . M-e-t, h-o-d, man. M-e-t, h-o-d, man. M-e-t, h-o-d, man. Here I am, here I am, the method man. . Wu-tang, killer bees on the swarm, it ain't safe no more. 1994, the rugged raw
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, staircase caskets (caskets). Broke bugged thugs in the hallway maxing (maxing). . Interlude Inspectah Deck (movie sample). Still them 1-6-Ooh niggaz, straight up (whoa, hold up, hold up). . Inspectah
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legal, what's so bad anyway. What's so bad about feeling good?. There's nothing wrong with blowing crack, yea!). . Method Man. Yo, stop, look & listen, guess who coming up?. And y'all was dumb
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name number one in the game, it's not a game, nigga. Like Billy Danze, I be running with fame. Me and my lynch mob coming to hang, it's Wu-Tang for life Hard body, another day in the life. Credit his
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bag and bullet scar. It's the Riddler, riddle me this, riddle me that. Who the pretender? And who the door man that let them enter?. The Wu-Tang, 36 Cham', what you smokin'? Got you in the game
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you b*****, n****. Outside the Clan, we always got RZA. I put it down, like I don't give a. One in the head, I bet he don't get up We drinking malt liquor out of your Benz. Just to talk slicker then
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, in the grill, Big Pun like. Lord of the Wu-Tang sword, know what that means?. Like J. R. Tolkien, it's the Lord of the Rings. This is my man, Chef, auto, like Grand Theft Auto. The 18th letter
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kill her. John John phenomenon, in Japan they call me Ichiban. Wu-Tang Clan, numba won. In the whole nine, I hold mine. Keep playin' with it kid, you might go blind, jerkoff. * them A. K. A
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Intro Method Man. Yo. Aww shhhhhhiiiiiiit!. . Hook Method Man. My niggaz, how we do it? You know it like a poet, baby doll. Break through it, you know it like a poet, baby doll. I spit, chew
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Yeah, now we're gonna give a shout out, knowumsayin'?. Def Jam, knowumsayin'?. Niggas like Method Man, Redman. Say all the artists here, knowumsayin'?. Bacon Lot, knowumsayin'?. I don't need no
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