[Raekwon]
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Aiyyo
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Aiyyo, aiyyo
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The modern day, multi-rap, Penny Hardaway
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Allah's way, God's day, Range in the garage way
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Freak this, slap meat on this uniqueness
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Relax overseas status black beat your feet to this
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The grim style Role' sundial, Sun of a Man who went
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foul spent, ten thou' on jewels, 80 cent on Loud
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Slang lord, applaud, forty-eight up on the board
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Holdin the stainless plain sword witcha name on it
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Lord, burn em, ninety-eight degrees celsius
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Go for delf, no breaks, from stealth, crash it on the belt
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Almost lost the eagle, the diamond gem I paid 30 legal
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Crash the bird, cranberry regal
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Stepped off, double oh-eight style
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Bubble the tape out, real niggaz who kill bless the weight style
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The treasure map stash billions, smash a class of Sicilians
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Glassy watch flooded out for trillions
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A million dollar lawsuit, got paid and swayed you
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and floored you flowerhead niggaz lost you
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What? Faggots, come up over here
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We got it all .. [unclear]
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[60 Second Assassin]
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I know niggaz who carry guns like
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the same way the Earth keep in sunlight
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With no fight, snatch your ice, sell it in Crown Heights
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We grab mics, Malcolm X type, Israelites
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From the poor like, holy war type
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We got your lost wife
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Lovin me, fuck the bubbly, it's the drugs in me
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Cover me, I want his company, and all the currency
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They out to live luxury, cheat and lie, die comfortably
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Nautica Rugby's like Seagal Bugsy
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Y'all disgust me, Nia Long sisters want me
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A King David strong country, we still be hungry
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Too many rap braggarts back stabbers, abracadabras
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Get hit by the golden daggers (bring it!!)
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Chorus: U-God
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Intellectual, rhymin professionals
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Bring all the ladies, in my directional
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Intellectual, rhymin professionals
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Bring all the ladies, in our directional
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Intellectual, rhymin professionals
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Intellectual, rhymin professionals
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Intellectual, rhymin professionals
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Bring all the ladies, in our directional
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[Hell Razah]
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Inevitable, ? the rhymes, like sensible, yo
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And when I let go, the ninetieth amigos
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lessons be stressin the fact without question
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Determining who gives who, a slap to ?
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Bugging while smuggling, lyrics cold bumrushing
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Touching your brain leaving it, left, while recovering
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Tagged, by the fact they rap the daily contract
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and ac-cessory the best of me flipping ?void of fact pack?
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[U-God]
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My attitude is metal, I'm rotten to the veins
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Saber-toothed tiger in the booth still remains
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You see let it be let your soul feel free
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and disdain with the horror from the powers that be
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And it's grabbing me, jabbing me, stabbing me, imagine me trapped
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Fully packed anti, combat, gravity rap that
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the ? like attracts and, Hunchback chills
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The sinner's to gain reveal, Homicide Hill
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The thundersound underground, Plymouth Rock
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The loud mouth grouch in your house, Comstock
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The curser, verse with the worser thirster frantic
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The felony's swellin me, tellin me to push the panic
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[60 Second Assassin]
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Livin in the world today
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Makin room for our seeds to see a brighter day, who's to say
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real thug niggaz don't pray
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That's why we drop jewels, we drop jewels
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C'mon, livin in the world today
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Makin room for our seeds to see a brighter day, who's to say
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real thug niggaz don't pray
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That's why we drop jewels, we drop jewels
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[lots of various talking to the end]
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Intellectuals
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Sunz of Man |