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I'm bonified, socilitified, and qualified to do
Anything your heart can stand, it all depends on you
I'll turn your world upside-down
I'll blow
a reply I left by the moon
Turn, turn, turn again
And was in his chambers by the next afternoon
Turn, turn to the rain and the wind

Could you tell me
on Wednesday night
 Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind
 
 Without a reply, I left by the moon
 Turn, turn, turn again
 And was in his chambers 
 By
Ninety-nine years is a long long time to bust your back and the heart of mine
You sweat so much you can't cry tears when you stop to think about
Hammertime, got your nine, I got mine

T.O.S., I carve you up nice
You see my knife, see you in ya next life
T.O.S., Terminate On Sight
Keep one in the chamber
Subway, wordplay ricochet through your projects, crime pays
Matched up in a staircase, in a dark place embraced
By the trey-eight, I'm in so deep I can't
Eastwood at high noon
So amigo, take ten paces, move your feet slow
Turn around and wave goodbye, to your people
Time to draw, I'm aiming for your dome
So amigo, take ten paces, move your feet slow 

Turn around and wave goodbye, to your people 

Time to draw, I'm aimin for your dome and jaw
Yes the shit is raw, coming at your door
Start to scream out loud, Wu-Tang's back for more
Yes the hour's four, I told you before
Prepare for mic
number 9, verse 32 
Only speaks about BROOKLYN ZOO 
That a true nigga shall come through 
No-one is available to be compatible 

This is chamber
To the bang on the left
It's the murderous return
Boom back full strap
Your six
That got clipped
You can't clap back
With minimal lift
And criminal flow
to spend on this talk
If your luck runs dry
She might see you tonight
Everything inside

Run by, don't turn back
Can't hide from the look in her eye
talk
If your luck runs right she might see you tonight anything in sight

Run by don't turn back
Can't hide from that look in her eyes

Run by don't turn
Yeah, the motherfuckin' East Bay Gangster back in the house
A.k.a. Mr. Kill Yo' Ass
187 Fac mothafucker
Nine-trey
G-Nut in the motherfuckin'
Yes the shit is raw, coming at your door
Start to scream out loud, Wu-Tang's back for more
Yes the hour's four, I told you before
Prepare for mic
At 3:47, more than one hundred and fifty rounds of ammunition 
Were fired into your apartment
Which was about two hundred yards away
A few moments
down in a passion war 
Hasn't seen it happen since the day she was born 
Reaching down for glasses that just can't be found 
By the time she finds
Wait, hold up, chill, what's that son?
Damn... nigga got fucked, shit, huh?!
By his back, watch nigga run
Seven the center of your eight point sun
south...Not making it back...
May the lord bless your soul, I love you girl

Every time I make a run
Girl you turn around and cry
I ask myself, why oh why?
in your think, put valve up to twelve

Put all the other LP's back on the shelf
And smoke a blunt, and dial 9-1-7
1-6-0-4-9-3-11
And you can long dick
with their steely knives
But they just can't kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
the Captain,
'Please bring me my wine'
He said, 'we haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty-nine'
And still those voices are calling from far away,
'cause your'e hit by the hardcore
We can't be in the same gang
'Cause the gang I'm in, ain't down with that ying-yang
So raise up off the block
'Cause you
So the feds want my face on that damn number card
I drag you in your elevator, hit the stop button
So when I pop somethin they can't fingerprint nothin
the one and only
Naughty By Nature, I Do My Dirt All By My Lonely
Ask Pretty Tony, when I got a bitch I keeps a bitch
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