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fucked up, the whole damn crew!
Chur, Chur, Chur, Churrr! x2
(Yeaah hah, you know who it is, The O’C, The O’C)
I wish i could live like this forever,
was really living for the feelings given
Of the rhythms and the reels spinning
Two spools new school few fools were too cool
It takes 2 Live Crew ruled
the sky
Cause it ain't gonna happen
Ok
Get up and do something
Stop asking for shit
Don't ask for nothing
I fucking don't ask nobody
For a damn thing
I do
what we, what we do naturally
Is, is back in the forefront, man, you know what I mean?
So it's a beautiful thing
So we could drop this album now
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smoked a quarter by afternoon
I walk with a attitude, I gave you niggas change and got no token of gratitude
Like what I gotta do to make you tap in?
I
only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way that I speak, Shhhh
Hear the coquis when I sleep, Yea
You can find me by the beach, Uh
Musubis two
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
Wit no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
Wit no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
With no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way
Players (Wearin' suede in the rain)
Down South Players (Do the craziest things)
Down South Players (Go by alias names)
Down South Players (Gettin' payed in
the witness
I do my thing, I don't need forgiveness
Your style's like a cheapskate, I drop keepsakes
I'm turning heads like Mr. Brady's briefcase
You better
same; broken record repeat
Habada gada becguraa, I can't hear a damn thing
So I'mma take them back to school to show the power of ink
For every bar I ever
Droppin' jams that slammed on every radio program
And bam, got damn, look where I am
The first album, long live the kane, it sold
About umm aww fukkit it
face touch ass fore before his knees do (God DAMN!)
Nigga, I ain't tryin to please you, know that
I'm no joke, black, you can quote that, I wrote that
All they do is constantly trying to trap you
Like in ‘em Saw movies - look what trusting them led to,
Once you stop breathing, there is a step two
things, I'll aspire to do many things
And by many things, I mean everything, do anything, beat burying, flows varying
I'm an animal, cannibal, eat the beat
you got 10 mill
I shine so bright I blind ya
Cross my crew, we'll find ya
It's a motherfuckin shame
My dominance to this game
I live for gun smoke aroma
could have your heart beat skippin', thugs turn to religion
The bitch you love could start to hate you
The shit you use to do escape you
Things that
You're too leary to live, but you not wan' die
All these MC's wit they fancy names and games
I know from the heart, that them not mean a thing
Big up
a lame, look
I'ma invert the crucifix, feast on a virgin
Work the word in, use ribs for toothpicks
My Strange family crew's loose knit
The radio don't
Not a damn thing
[Hook:]
We on your block
We got rocks
You got robbed
The man got shot
That nigga's dead
Come get revenge
We getting money
We ridin in
What we have and what we do are two different things
This is your choice, I ain't saying nothing, you got to pay
This is your fault, you made a poor
the fam
Ain't a damn thing changed, just say the name bitch
Wu-Tang! (Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang)
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