(feat. Monk, Thea van Seijen)
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[Thea saying "try ya ya ya, ay ya ya ya" throughout the whole song]
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[Intro: RZA]
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Digital... why...
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[Chorus: RZA]
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You can't do me nothing, you won't succeed
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You moving fast, reduce your speed
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Weak producers, imitate my beat
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When they face me, make 'em kiss my feet
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You can't break me, you get deflected
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Can't remake me, already perfected
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Wu-Tang slang, to disrespect it
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Your heart get pierced from hard darts ejected
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[RZA]
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I walk wit a pocket computer, out talk the prosecutor
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Slipped through these metal detectors with plastic German lugers
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With all rubber bullets, my dogs, they love to pull it
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Stay black hooded, dunn, Timberland footed
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Deadly dialect, Digitech, I'm six steps ahead
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Spread like plague, plus I wire taped the feds
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Brain wave manipulation, radios in my head
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Sip Colloidal silver, immune cells get fed
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Deflecting viruses, I'm overcoming biases
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True lion of Judah, bout to reclaim the lioness
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Devil expiration date, time to set the nation straight
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You should pay attention to the words I articulate
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[Chorus]
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[Monk]
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Goodie goodie, I walk it out in the hoodie
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And let my shoulder lean, just some gangsta boogie...
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You now rocking with the best, Compton's finest with finesse
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By the dress code and approach, you can tell I bang the left
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West Side of the coast, everybody's cutthroat
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Bitches love to start shit, they also love to deep throat
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Three wheel and hundred spokes, while I'm blowing chronic smoke
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Turning corner after corner, with my Southern Cal folk
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But the underground in the city life, it ain't a playground
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I'm loyal, dedicated, always ready to throw down
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My morals, and my values, retire up on the richter
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Speak this vivid, so you clearly get the picture
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And description of a real one, standing in your mist
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I don't just talk, I walk this Killa Cal shit
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Footprints of a legend as a I paint the concrete
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King of the jungle, still no one can compete
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With my entourage, call ya squad, I checkmate 'em with a pawn
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Seven moves ahead to off your head, it won't take that long
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[Chorus]
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Try Ya Ya Ya
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RZA |