| Yeah… riff raff…
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| Uh, Weathermen, Hieroglyphics, what up? |
| Ok
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| Riff raff, alley, when I boom slang, drip draft
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| Venom with a new twang, same swagger, new thang
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| Whose gang, a stagger with similar dirty worms
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| Who occasionally cluster up the service and observe
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| A.R. |
| periscope, blast through the terror dome
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| Zoo wanna shark attack, clash til the thrill is gone
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| Bark back, fresh off the pharmacy, counter doubter pop
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| Blame it on the overly, eggy, farming a power crops
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| Dark wing when I pioneer deer, croppin' the odds
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| With all the proper sparkers and cogs
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| I bounce with a seventh sin, equipped with a foul jour moment
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| Waiting for that great celebrity towel throwing
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| And you niggaz know what time it is, it’s preservation
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| The national guard, it’s me and Aesop
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| Rock, stopping any operations against the fence
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| Del is quick to dispense, with foreign elements
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| Back, y’all the anchor attribute to the decay
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| Strives who plays, map your route, cause Aesop is absolute
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| Del? |
| He practice shoot, basket hoops, capture fools with lasso loops
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| Hip hop needs two veterans such as us, who ain’t never scared
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| To tear it there, hard to tell, vegetarian and aware of it
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| Therefore, tearing can take care of it, ok, ok
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| I bang on doors, pay rent, lampin' to birth complaints
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| Rip flipper, make rap music during commercial breaks
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| Starring Galapagos Island, evolution mutant
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| Through the one man species, shaking leaches off his Puma’s
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| Beach run ashore, on whores, and contaminated play
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| Spout try’nna out the older alligator fade away
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| Make us stay, please, I chisel the missile gently
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| Blast in the wagon, middle finger, condescends me
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| Green Earth bum, walk a right plank, he burst one
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| But yo, keep the rugged play, I’m never stumped
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| Aes' hid the drum, keep paint under his lung, ugly
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| Who can know a dog runs more than a rutty puppy
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| You better have appreciation for this
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| D-E-L, I’m so hungry, man, I’m tastin' the shit
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| And the, girl you just replaced an abyss
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| And it’s a bitch, just needle action, like an itch
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| The only reason why I like to strike it rich
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| Is to be able to keep the flow, that’s how deep it go |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Preservation , by - Wu-Tang Clan. Song from the album Wu-Tang Meets The Indie Culture, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп