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Buddha Monk

Gots Like Come on Thru

  rap  wu-tang  hip-hop  wu-fam  underground rap
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[intro: buddha monk, (ol dirty bastard)]AhahahahaMinds start to freeze, at easeIts the wu-tang killa beezBrooklyn zu, where we roll, manchuzComin at yo avenuez36 chambaz at a theater near ya(to all my muthafuckin niggaz in the place to beAnd lllllast man to me)We gon take hip hop to anotha level[chorus: buddha monk & ol dirty bastard]Wu, gots like come on throughSu, thats the call of the wuZu, gots like come on throughSu, thats the call for the zu[hook: buddha monk & ol dirty bastard]If your from the east coast andYoure down with brooklyn zuSu, thats the call for your crewIf your from the west coast andYoure down with brooklyn zuSu, thats the call for your crew[buddha monk]Yo, I make myself official with the 7-dotted templeAnd the knowledge procedes to take off like emmitts missleIts the rapfire comin from this lord, monk and sireCut like barbfire, ka-boom, just raise your hands higherI get off even if its battle or war, yall niggaz hit the floorAnd word iz bond, it still prescibes laws, hate the allegationsSo, I slam on this nation with motivation and watch out for the zuDominationWe could take it to anotha level, glock-block that kills trebleHoney rebels, and all yall niggaz betta end up in fuckin belleviewYo, I mean that, Im a God and I cut you no slackYou wanna act, then I attack and just split your wig backYour some lame ass nigga rockin tommy hilfigerWith 3 sizes larger just to make you look biggerAnd all you people out there procrastinatin to stop the assassinationYou betta check up with your still and just watch the zu nation[chorus][drunken dragon - zu manchuz]Now take this, I hit you with the drunken dragon fistGot the punk for your mind leavinz niggas in blissI look deep into your eyes, diggin in your soulPullin out the inner thoughts, leave minds beholdI know exactly what your thinking, I wait for you to blinkAnd I hit you with a round to make your ego start sinkingI send your wack ass back to class, learn somethingSo you can peep the real shit, and you can stop frontingOn your phony block, with your phony glock until you slipWhen niggaz burn the drama they put teks on your lipsHey son, I just thought about that shitAnd you wanna be a gangsta rapper, boy you get the dickThe drunken dragon, comin at youAnd if I hear you say brooklyn zu, I say "yo, who you? " cuz[chorus][buddha monk]Back the fuck up before I use my gatSpray two to your neck and four to your backIts the hardcore warrior, straight from medinaLook on my face it shows, no one meanerBrooklyn zu killa bees on the swarmI be in your area so sound the alarmMonks in the front know not to fuckin drunkKnocking down niggaz, and the girl sees the lumpShit is real, yes Im hittin hard like steelIm comin through your town so its best that you peelFor real, yes I get dirty with my skillNo slacks in my thoughts, no time for my to trip upNiggaz, your crazy, I leave no fuckin tracesWhen I put it on that ass youll be desintegratedCrazy lunatic with the style thats sickSomebody in my click is bound to set a pickYour hit, by this trife shit that I fixIm just like the devil, I dont play no tricks, cuz[chorus][hook][outro: buddha monk, (ol dirty bastard)]1-1-2, 4-4-1 frankin av.Peace, to my nigga wack(its all good, its all badDirty runs for the mayor next year, finallyYoull neva see meeeeeee)Zu zu zu zu zu zu zuSuuuuuuuuuuu!!

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