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gettin' us that shit at Waves, we needed that man, thanks bro

To Nija Man, Tam, D'Arby Crash, Dee Boone
Alex Neeka, come visit, goddamn it
Grin, Craig
gettin' us that shit at Waves, we needed that man, thanks bro

To Nija Man, Tam, D'Arby Crash, Dee Boone
Alex Neeka, come visit, goddamn it
Grin, Craig
exact precision that it's true. 
That the atomic clock with an error factor of less than three seconds per millennium is set by the way we move.
with sunlight
Somehow it wasn't done right, then he just laced him with one bite
Go for the jugular vein, that's my new thing
How did you do it with
[Busta Rhymes]
Yo, it all began like, bust it
My nigga City bout to bounce on a trip
We met some niggas with a lot of things they want em to flip
out 
I'm ready to rip it apart, I hit em with one of the rhymes 
I'm rough in a flash, trash, bash, crash, smash slash mash 
Run for shelter, no one
I'm about my issue babe
And you can tell by my name, yeah
I'm about my issue babe
Whatever stands in my way, yeah
Ooh, la da da, da da da, la da da
me Murs Love. I run this house, I'm dumbin' out, I can make your girl come keep my tongue in my mouth {WHOA}, I'm that cold with it, 23 below with it,
Then prepare to tear and devour
And after that's understood I let my sounds blare like Underwood
After this, lightning and thunder could
Crash in the sky
rollin' the dice, baby
Uhh.. either you go crash-and-burn
Or wake up in the morning with cash to earn, tiga
Check it homie get good with me
If just I can
that?) Myyyyyyy DICK! (CAUGHT YOU!)
I'm signin off because my rhyme's complete
I say peace to Chancellor Avenue and Bergen Street

[Chorus]
Yo Cap
before they get smacked up.
One by one, two by two, three by three, yo p

Pass the Uzi, to blow up, any whack MC that show up,
There goes one, blast
Straight up hard work. No sleep and no shorts. 
Brainstorming with the skills that Pop Duke taught. 
To keep swinging yeah, and not to quit. 
Now I ride
as hell surrounded by bombshells 
Careful as I get near'em, stand near and compare 'em 
Or all girl heir 'em, I'm the man with the serum 
Assets,
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real

What
Break that meaning down, that means disturbed in your mental 

And that's absurd, I kick the illest shit you ever heard 

Every rhyme to the last line
So listen close to what I say 
Don't take this AS no simple rhyme 
Becuz this hyper shit happens all the time 
Now who would you do if a broke nigga
distortion

I'm here intact, we're gonna get this thing together
And when it cracks, I'm gonna bet you that
You and everybody else surrenders
and fuckin' with that furl
And I can't stop, because it's my way of survivin'
Doin' what I gotta do to make a fuckin' living
I'm doin' my own thing
Born
crash, now I'm just a bill
History don't repeat itself it rhymes, 1929 still
Write like Mark Twain, Jay Gatsby, I park things
Yellow cars, yellow gold like
landing, and crash into a cellar
Bodies in the Buddha cloud, misty in the tune
Like a show all nights, a figure eight in a lagoon
With Pete Rock,
cookies kept in tin foil
I been spoiled, like an underwear that's been soiled
By my opponents when I assemble microphone kits
Most kids are mere domeless
nigga, that's what's up
Wu-Tang, nigga, that's what's up
Wu-Tang, nigga, Crash Ya Crew , laugh at you
You bastard, you, pass through, slap an ass or two
sorta mean
With the cream of the crop, Chubb Rock will never stop
showin his intelligence quotient, things are potent
Prime time rhymes that's floatin
Wu-Tang, nigga, that's what's up
Wu-Tang, nigga, that's what's up
Wu-Tang, nigga, Crash Ya Crew , laugh at you

You bastard, you, pass through, slap