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I see dead people (fire!) Lord help me!

Fire! This Smif-N-Wessun! fire! 
This Smif-N-Wessun! fire!
This Smif-N-Wessun! fire! 

This
I say Smif-N-Wessun, this is what I mean
Nothin' alive, of rid dreams could never come between
Original Clik, roll thru the thin
And when shit got
[Featuring Smif-N-Wessun] 

Verse One: Steele 

Here we go, break of day, with a mad live session 

Down in Bucktown it's Black Moon,
niggas jump on ya dick and sweat it
But it gets hectic, when I set it off, by sick jazz niggas pop stressin'
Smif-N-Wessun, from the corner of my red
who fake (may be a taste of this)
Ah, true, now what them gon' do, when Smif-N-Wessun come lookin' for you
Sin! (I'm comin' wit' my Boot Camp Clik)
who fake (may be a taste of this)
Ah, true, now what them gon' do, when Smif-N-Wessun come lookin' for you
Sin! (I'm comin' wit' my Boot Camp Clik)
Let me ask this question real quick, 
Um, as far as the smif-n-wessun
And the name change and everything like that
Now how did that come
About?
what we did 
Yes we smoked the fat lady 
Smif-N-Wessun on some reality shit 
Tie up ya timbs and make sure ya don't slip, nucca
fi fun
It's the blackhart scavenger you know your gettin' done
Me sing sound bureil and we don't take dat fi fun
Tess smif n wessun rasta know your
gun

Here we go, break of day, with a mad lye session
Down in Bucktown it's Black Moon, and Smif-N-Wessun
Pick up the pace 'cause we're right behind
Smif-N-Wessun (right)
Fiyah Gun
The ghetto red hot, ghetto yutes fiyah gun
Gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun

Every day, life's a struggle for me
fi fun
It's the blackhart scavenger you know your gettin' done
Me sing sound bureil and we don't take dat fi fun
Tess smif n wessun rasta know your
the session in the back
When niggas is shaft on the ground puffin' meth and kickin' raps
Smif-N-Wessun comin' wit nuff buds and skunk
Fake the funk and get
blowin' 'em 
Got em throwin' they gunz in tha air like Onyx 
Test the Smif-n-wessun, crew niggas ? 

Let me warn y'all killas upstairs, I see all y'all
to laugh and joke, 
Now I'm sipping from my glass, saying pass the smoke, 
Taking trips round the world just to rap at shows, 
Kids say Smif N Wessun got
Skills in guerilla warfare and blessed with refinement
My rap sheet, contains sections of bomb sessions
Says I'm responsible for black Smif-N-Wessun
Loadin' up the clips wit lyrics punks run for shelter 
Smif-N-Wessun's on the loose with a noose for yo neck 
You let info slip out so its dead ya get
the name smif-n-wessun 
See me coming through and my nigga clef too 
Or the 650 blowing up the Grant's Tomb 
Mobb beats to protect slaying your street
the name smif-n-wessun 
See me coming through and my nigga clef too 
Or the 650 blowing up the Grant's Tomb 
Mobb beats to protect slaying your street
ain't baseball, I waste yall, ask no question
Attack from the back from the black smif n wessun
I be rubbishin, any crew that claims they be bubbling
Get
hood cats are mild grenade
And we don't hang with no fakers we hang around greatness
The foundation (Smif-N-Wessun) trey pound wakers
(As-Salaam
Skills in guerilla warfare and blessed with refinement
My rap sheet, contains sections of bomb sessions
Says I'm responsible for black Smif-N-Wessun
Opin, Make, Take Munne, Munne
Ack Like U Want It, ain't a damn thing funny
Son Get Wrec with your Black Smif-n-Wessun
Shit Iz Real when I toss another
We click-click-click-connect, stay connect to get bricks
Black Smif-n-Wessun's the shit, we puttin it in
Entered da Stage underaged and became men
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