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[Raekwon]**lf**Moet got me actin like a fuckin goat in here**lf**Yo god, remember back in the days god?**lf**When we came a long way and shit, man?**lf**(No question)**lf**Supposed to be blessin each other on our physical days and shit**lf**Yaknowimsayin, it''s like basically**lf**I wanna hit my family wit like land and all that**lf**Diamonds and all that, we ran through that chamber dunn**lf****lf**Mainly stack mine, indeed it''s been a long time**lf**Let me feed y''all, fruits of life, shut up and eat y''all**lf**Flavors for neighbors, Wallee''s down to gators**lf**The whole configuration stackin paper**lf**Yo we do this, on the low though**lf**If so, we runnin John dolo**lf**First thing, you need if you don''t know**lf**We carry ''cause it''s a real world, show and prove**lf**In I''ll words, all my herbs know the slurge**lf**Dress nasty like fuck, keep my bird on the job yo**lf**You got to straighten up, do the worst thing to hurt her heart, damn**lf**Took care of that, shared, even she''d a tear for that**lf**Bust my gat to throw gear on her back**lf**Damn son, why she takin you through that?**lf**She''s a part of me, pardon me flow Allah, we sworn we**lf**Wisin up, take care of home bases**lf**Then we slide to another part and start more hatred**lf**Life is sacred**lf**The other side of that paw, you lie naked**lf**Clothes in the box, go ''head take it**lf**Flash back Jew status, salute moms and get ya boots splattered**lf**Batting average, ya moms had it**lf**Just a broke young dumb, full of cum**lf**Ready to haunt something, takes something of yours**lf**Here you want something**lf**Growing up around fifteen**lf**Watchin how the big niggas rollin wit big cream, big schemes**lf**Quick to flash ya gat, laser beam**lf**Pool table action black, hundred stacks made my niggas leave**lf**Some be sayin ''Let em breathe''**lf**The others wanna deceive, how we gonna make it if we don''t achieve?**lf**Right now, catch it from a vertical degree yo**lf**We startin showin our asses, committing burgularies**lf**One got caught, threw us all off**lf**Threw us in the hell section near the boardwalk**lf**Wonderin how the sword talk**lf**Did he fall off? Did he stand like the hawk that he was in New York?**lf**Kept the waves spinnin on the cross, of course**lf**Come back a little cutty endorse**lf**Risked it for his kids the pain is lost**lf**We sittin back on a better note**lf**Yellin ''Peace god, I love you love you to death, you thoroughbredable''**lf**The Robbin Hood of the hood**lf**Sit back, it''s all good, won''t spoil it if we call it, we all hood**lf**Ha ha**lf****lf**[Masta Killa]**lf**I make knowledge born to save self, you know?**lf**Who gon'' live it, gon'' live it**lf**Be is to be a born, knawmean?**lf****lf**Soaked in degrees of knowledge, polished by sun rays**lf**Carving by nine swordsmen to a needle point of perfection**lf**It''s a blessing to deliver this lesson**lf**While travellin the planet, extending development**lf**And vote for the mind, never ended**lf**We now send it long winded, descended**lf**Infital, Bobby Digital, Abbot of the Shaolin now**lf**Wit knowledge and wisdom**lf**The original sword style begin, birth of the Wu-Tang Clan