| You crunchy chump crabs get crumbled up like crack rock
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| fuck wit the Wu we bustin ya whole snot box
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| Throw ya right ear and ya bitch up in a zip lock
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| Spazzola to ya fury form of hip hop
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| Verse 1- Hell Razah
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| Here’s something to advertise, promote it keep the fan satisfied
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| Load data for the disc drive, ghetto citywide
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| Leave em paralyzed, they stolen every word i provide
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| Without no clearence, i nurture this track like Amish parents
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| Got requests from retail stores, for my appearence
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| First we target it, then they market it, to kill ya artist wit
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| The hungry shark, contra hit, whoevers starting shit
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| Got as many rap soldiers, for how much this record ships
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| Fuck them niggaz you record with, I make them forfit
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| Send a bomb rap fed ex into ya office, son we buil and deliver
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| Came to build with the Gza,
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| check the chorus from the Rza, the real album spitta
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| Me and my street team be holding congress meetings
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| Audio visual video treatments internationally speaking
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| Got managers scared to shop you, ready to drop you
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| Its the comming of the newest hip hop christ
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| Pop you, try the BDS and soundskins from war fans
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| Ya whole roster cant take on, one Sun of Man
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| Get ya street team, get ya sickest out, put ya posters up Boost ya bucket up, still Razah gonna fuck it up!
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| Chorus- Rza
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| You crunchy chump crabs get crumbled up like crack rock
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| fuck wit the Wu we bustin ya whole snot box
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| Throw ya right ear and ya bitch up in a zip lock
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| Spazzola to ya fury form of hip hop
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| Verse 2- Gza
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| Industrialize niggaz change soon as ya get in Throw em on a auction block, CEOs bidding
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| Highest price paid, for them wack rhymes made
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| It’s over rated, cut off, never reinstated
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| I be fruitful, and multiply with marvelous tales
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| Feed the hungry MCs and be starving as hell
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| I laid the first verse and quenched a dry ass niggaz thirst
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| Who drank my wisdom up like water, till his stomach burst
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| Full tank, with the premium quallity raps
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| Mickey mouse niggaz get caught on the trap
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| Ya cottonelle kids from scottsdale cleanex
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| Looking like rockwell wearing Vnecks
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| Ya learn from this earn from this
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| Niggaz getting tossed and turned for this, burned for this
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| Extort from a thousands degrees of live MCs
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| I melt ya niggaz down to the size of fleas
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| Verse 3-Timbo King
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| The microphonus, collect the bonus, aiyo we on this
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| House niggaz verse the homeless
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| Ten to one, Tim’s the one
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| Royal famous, the verbal painless
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| The dark gallery, million dollar pictures
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| Import from poor to riches, leanin on doors
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| We move across the broklynn bridge doing 60
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| Illegal driving, from dusk to red dawn
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| The Gza/Genius, Wu-tang we live long
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| Verse 4- Dreddy Kruger
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| True indeed, I hook tracks like my seed
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| Persona, wack MCs do me notta
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| King solomon the great, came to evaporate the fake
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| Yeah you, you know your power-U
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| Ya reconize the voice, it’s that nigga from the Wu Every dart i spit gets mastered and promoted
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| ya just been demoted, cause ya sweet and sugar coated
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| Ya folded, ya style is half stale and molded
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| So mold it Chrous- Rza
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| You crunchy chump crabs get crumbled up like crack rock
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| fuck wit the Wu we bustin ya whole snot box
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| Throw ya right ear and ya bitch up in a zip lock
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| Spazzola to ya fury form of hip hop |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hip Hop Fury , by - GZA. Song from the album Wu-Chronicles: Chapter 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп