| Now when the MC’s came to live out their name and to perform
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| Some had to snort cocaine to act insane before Pete rocked it on
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| Now on to the mental plane to spark the brain with the building to be born
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| Now RZA flip the track
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| Boy, boy you sharp, boy
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| Look at the fades on you, boy
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| Ooh, boy, you liquid swords on ya head, boy, wavy
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| Thinkin' like, back in the days when niggas wore fades
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| Silk tie caps, just tryna catch a wave
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| Tryna catch a wave
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| Tryna catch a wave
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| Thinkin' like back in the days when niggas wore fades
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| Silk tie caps, just tryna catch a wave
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| Tryna catch a wave
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| Tryna catch a wave
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| Thinkin' like
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| Been a long time coming (Been a long time coming)
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| Since we had someone swarming with the bees (Killa)
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| Birds and the Killa Bees (Killa Bees)
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| It’s Been a long time coming (Long, long time)
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| Since we had someone swarming with the bees (Killa Bees)
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| Birds and the Killa Bees (Killa, killa)
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| When the mc’s came to live out their name
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| Inscribed in the halls and the walls of fame
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| Balancing life, wrote both the yin and yang
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| Hands buried the man and they raised the son to reign
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| That’s a play on words, they say herb ain’t all the same
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| Slaves in prison and they some unchained
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| While everybody in my gang a star DJ Preem
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| Screaming through the sun roof, «Money Still Ain’t a Thing»
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| While I’m spending small bank, asking «Where is my change?»
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| Carpool with the homies, saving gas in my tank
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| I think like a billionaire, I spend less than I make
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| Strong minded, I should bench way more than I weight
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| Women been leading the way, since Roxanne Shante
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| And the Unit had Flava and Jay had Marcy neighbors that waved
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| Lookin' confused, I be like «Cool, maybe it’s age»
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| When I see afro puffs, I think maybe it’s Rage
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| Maybe it’s staged, they trippin' and they say they got beef
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| Ain’t an MC on this Earth that make me feel afraid
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| Wu-Tang is for the children, that’s the scripture and phrase
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| See, my goals from a birds view, like Trey, under age
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| Now when the MCs came to live out the name and to perform
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| Some had to snort cocaine to act insane since before Pete rocked it on
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| Now on to the mental plane to spark the brain with the building to be born
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| Now Gza on the track
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| When I’m so off the radar, it’s very hard to find me
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| In space, a selfie with the Earth behind me
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| You follow the leader, the track is off the meter
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| A lot of rap is weak, low frequency in the tweeters
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| Very inaudible, clock radio speakers
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| Quietly whispering is a world of Wiki Leakers
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| Forget the gaudiness my method is nauseant
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| Transferring ideas into the brains of the audience
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| The street poet gave this special art form a global reach
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| I earned your ear and then your heart by giving the local speech
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| Weaving wonder with words as potent as a sorcery
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| Not witchcraft, but a list of terms in the glossary
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| Well written rap, bound to have a great impact
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| On a listener for the fact it’s well intact
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| An MC should electrify, beautify, strive to
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| Empower, inspire, transform a world view
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| Back in the days when niggas wore fades
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| Silk tie caps, just tryna catch a wave
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| Tryna catch a wave
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| Tryna catch a wave
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| Thinkin' like back in the days when niggas wore fades
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| Silk tie caps, just tryna catch a wave
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| Tryna catch a wave
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| Tryna catch a wave
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| Thinkin' like
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| It’s been a long time coming (Long time comin')
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| Since we had someone swarming with the bees (Killa)
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| Birds and the Killa Bees (Killa Bees)
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| Been a long time coming
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| Since we had someone swarming with the bees
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| Birds and the Killa Bees
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| Now when the MC’s came to live out the name and to perform
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| Some had to snort cocaine to act insane since before Pete rocked it on
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| Now on with the mental plane to spark the brain with the building to be born
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| Now RZA flip the track |