Lyrics:
merely their center of operation for they were incurably given to rove
If the area window was found ajar and the basement looked like a field of war
If
shittin' in buckets
Said he a joint, but he more like the joint's slow cousin
You vouched for him in the end, your bro was a buster
And yeah I fucked her,
Five One Two is the area code
Twenty minutes to the studio I'm ready to go
Coconut water by side, sipping' it slow, and of course
I got the gas
yeah
My man C-Knowledge got the funk
He got the funk yeah
From the 11217 I transmit
My area is thick my vision focused
My jitterbugs limp n' learn as I
dollar operation is based upon it yo
Where in the Hell's the RZA?
He's selling mics, wildest joints
Special made to go up in your hand and which went
dollar operation is based upon it yo
Where in the Hell's the RZA?
He's selling mics, wildest joints
Special made to go up in your hand and which went
the month
No need to front
We cause the blood to gush
Operation push, it's the Wu!
You scarecrow, jump off the road
You best to reload, your gat black
And get
cnd people thats snapping cameras
Life is complicated
If drinking is medication
Popping pills and smoking joints
Lead to the cementary sensation
cny
dans l'empire du dollar
Ils financent leur opération en droppant la dope au large
Leur budget pour le drug war sert au biz à démarrer
Entre eux ils sont
line
Concentrating all firepower to their blindside at sunrise
Operation sunray UV radiation
First breach their outer barriers then continue
the lotto in Tulum, caught him in the shower
Beat him with a mop and broom, his chopper's in the locker room
We doing operations, niggas left the zippers
Brody said come different
Told him shut up
I'm on different levels
walk in with a limp
To run It up
Got me look special
Grandma asked me don't
You
[Chorus x2]
[Freestyle of Arsonists]
Rhyme angle, special operation, sub-team Arsonist
Switch the disc and get out of there fast, we don't
wake up call
The insertion point was a lively little joint where operations would begin
So we filled our cups so as to loosen up and to blend right in
operation is based upon it yo
Where in the Hell's the RZA?
He's sellin' mics, wildest joints
Special made to go up in your hand and which went out on point
special area
Baby I'm a dog that's a Boston Terrier
I got a lot of friends, we like family
Said I'm down to Earth just like gravity
She got a boyfriend
the best, pound for pound
It's no discussion
Seen some mass destruction
This how I leave niggas area
Me, Shaq and Gunz, nothin' scarier
A nightmare on Elm
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