[unknown conversation which carries over from the last track]
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That's black?
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Whattup God?
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Aiyyo Shorty got beef with that nigga? Word?
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[*blam, blam blam*]
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Oh shit!!! Yo!
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Hold the fuck up
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Aiyyo yo, eight niggaz down (just enough)
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Fuckin around with my sound (ci-ty)
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Yo, bring backup (ci-ty)
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Fuckin with me, and mine
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Murderous
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[Inspectah Deck]
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Check it, yo
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The world is shifty, we livin just enough for the city
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The rough witty killa bee sting just like the jiggy
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My Family Stone, foes attempt to gradually clone
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Label them my anus and the casualty's home
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It glows coffin, Wu stormin like the light brigade
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ride the wave like Frankie Avalon
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As I decipher AIDS crime pays
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The law's long arm be tryin to strongarm, walkin timebombs
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before I bomb firearm
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The chalm smoker, I hit the dread with a poster
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He toke with his own love and expose the black toaster
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Composer was shook
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I took your bad looks for joke get your back broke
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Deep throat this murder I wrote
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The antidote be seekin like a buried treasure
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By every measure lethally inject your whole sector
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Wanted dead or alive
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Rebel I escapes across the desert sand
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leavin no footprints to trace
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Keep a war face, in your place
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Conceal the baby knives on the North breaks
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I still shine in shady times
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Yeah, yo
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We livin just enough (livin just enough)
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Just enough (in the ci-ty)
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Just enough, for the ci-ty
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Yo, in the jungle
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I make moves like Iron Monkey
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Plots to bump me off D.O.T. be on the hunt for me
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We stay hungry, for money drugs and guns
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Ones who fake get caught in the crossfire for crumbs
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Know the science be my Goddess
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The facts tell gats sell like sex and violence
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And break the project silence, a vision
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This is way beyond four corners, escape this mental prison
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Before we're all goners, now embrace the world
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for the world war is ocean bomber
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Visionary soldier comma
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My code of honor, mind still start from the drama
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Trauma sent the victim, witness them run, scream in horror
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Military chopper come gun down the slum
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The outcome do or die Son it's bound to come
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Mentally aware I see truth within the square
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The future's here catch me on computer software
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Warfare's inevitable, Rebel I hold several government official
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It's a thirty-eight special, that steps through
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Like Nat Turner create a spectacle
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I may die in the scuffle but I'm takin forty devils
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We livin just enough
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Just enough
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Just enough
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For the ci-ty
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Killa beez, sting McEEEZ, yeah, Wu
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The City
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Wu Tang Clan |