| Yo, yea check it… yo, yo yo yo
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| Yo, if you think you can fuck wit the Wu Clan
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| Get ya nose swolled up like Toucan
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| If you think you can fuck wit the Wu Clan
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| You get ya nose swolen up like Toucan
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| If you think you can fuck wit the wu clan
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| you get ya nose swolen up like Toucan
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| Sam, and we don’t give a damn
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| Bullets soaked in oil so the Tec can’t jam
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| Sippin on Carribean RUM, coconut juice
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| Smokin on that chocolate stick
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| Open up two bottles of that brass monkey on some drunkie shit
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| You R&B fake rappers suck a monkey dick
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| I’m from back in the days
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| with the Christmas for haze
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| on my back, stripped out black
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| You like that?
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| Seven braids in my head
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| My girl stays in the bed and she love to lay the eggs
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| Prepare for the mic onslaught swift with the sword
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| Slick Lord, holdin my weight homing abroad
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| The crowd roared for the peeps playing for the streets
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| I reeped and sewed, scriptures weeved and woved
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| Behold gold for the people equal
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| Fresh on the weekend
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| Wu-Tang, Biggie smalls live at the beacon
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| Backstage drinks on the house the show was bangin
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| Brothers Grey Goosin, Wu was Tanquerayin
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| Allah teaching schools in session
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| The Gods speakin
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| I’m just knowledging
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| Snake handshakes and fake hugs
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| Waiting for the hour to devour
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| and splatter ya heads of powder
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| I’m a slave to the rhythm
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| but never to a mental deaf and power
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| The hour has come
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| We got y’all eleven to one son
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| You done off, too late to break off
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| Tactics are hazardous to the health, bomb stealth
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| Rifle stay M-16, know what I mean?
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| Know what I mean?
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| Yo just what we (stand for?) Loyalty
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| What we strive for? |
| Righteousness
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| What we live and (die for?)
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| Strictly fam members only
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| Yo (strictly fam members only)
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| Yo, yo just what we (stand for?) Loyalty
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| What we strive for? |
| Righteousness
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| what we live and (die for?)
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| (Strictly fam members only)
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| (Strictly fam members only)
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| Ayo ayo
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| Great minds think alike
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| We used to drink all night
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| Think about things thats wrong and how to make it right
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| Ice cold bottles of brass, time flashes
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| A hundred blunts passes
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| Before the God asked us What’s the square miles of the planet?
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| Why is the axis slanted?
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| How much is covered by water?
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| How much is granite?
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| True-I-Master-Equality
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| God body be flowing like the chi energy inside your artery
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| Faithful as a polished rock against a tank
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| The force of my wheel still kill shooting blanks
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| Just from the sound alone ya heads blown
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| Still scorin in the red zone you best of head home
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| or get thrown to the dead zone
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| Son we need to ill, interupt the Grammy show and teach the kids
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| Yo Just', what we stand for?
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| What we strive for?
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| What we live for?
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| What we give for?
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| What we die for?
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| Strictly fam members only
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| Strictly fam members only
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| I grew up around block parties ready to rock
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| Behind a roll nigga wit my rhyme on cock
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| First shot first nigga who had shit to pop
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| My bad weather blew the feathers off a hundred flocks
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| Seventy precent goose, thirty duck
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| Get stuck if each link in ya chain is truck
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| Can’t come in this rhyme cypha wit nine snipers
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| Charged off the juice from the pied pipers
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| Walk around B-Boys, DJ’s, MC’s
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| Through rap, never thinkin their ways of TV
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| It was strictly all about about magnificent rhyme clout
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| The R.E.C. |
| Room, two dollars with the flyer, three without
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| Now his wigs pushed back, name’s removed off the plaque
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| Too wild to reanact, with tax
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| Thats the price to pay, my goal is to aim and spray
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| My night is the same as day
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| Yo Just', what we stand for?
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| What we strive for?
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| What we live for?
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| What we give for?
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| What we die for?
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| Strictly fam members only
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| Strictly fam members only |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fam Members Only, artist - Masta Killa. Album song Masta Killa Presents: The Next Chamber, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп