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Sunz Of Man

Collaboration 98

  hip-hop  wu-tang  rap  underground rap  hip hop
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[johnny blaze]So what we smoke cancer sticks and weed and all that good shitFuck the world, word upSunz of man, method man, true mast, collabora-tionChorus:Cant you see my love even though we be with thugsBrothers want grub gotta take it in bloodBecause is you down or are you down just becauseCant you see my love even though we be with thugsVerse one: true masterYo, when you least expect is when we attack, in factYour format, is not yet suitable for combatStill dissident factions within the kingdomCampaign desperate attempts to take your freedomsEmphatically, wack strategy, dont impress meImpulsivenessll only bring you tragedy, test meDescent to the essence quickly, niggaz strictly flipFuckin with this royal assembly, the sunz of manSummon me, chief administrator of the lawTrue master in this hardcore art of warI explore the depths on conflict and with no pretenseFound the best strategy the most impressive defenseSo when you rush to attack, it be I to crush your forceAnd exhaust your whole supplyDont send for reinforcements, give orders for men to maintainThey respective borders, or its a God damn slaughterVerse two: method manShots in the park, it be on after darkHungry like the wolf when the beef starts to cookWhen push come to shove, we push through the clubPocket full of bud, baby armed with the snubNosed I suppose, you get body-snatched when you dozeRecognize your friends from your foesOr here lie, another one victimizedLeft for the fly, now what size is this? Nigga your size, and I would be much obligedTo get a fatter piece of that pieStill got my eyes on the prize, and like gloriaI will survive, at war with the warriorHot with the rhyme.. penniesTurn the heat up, and bend mePrepare for the next milleniI cant sleep, Im in the shit knee deepIn a race against time, beat your motherfuckin beatHold your satellite son, Im from where you fromSame shit different slum, where we about to goAint no need for the gun, I treat you to a sliceWhen we done, and all minds are one, yoChorusVerse three: hell razahI be the rabbi watched by snake eyes as the playa hate riseNew york state side to the west sideFuck the best rhyme, best respect mine, from hereTo palestine watch sunz of man climbI could tell a fake from a handshake for mans sake, the hidden truthI translate til the land quakeI plan my escape on the good fan baseStrictly satisfaction like the sunz of man tapeNo copy or biting off of what your man makeIts 1998, get your own mindstateIn 1999 write your own platinum rhymesCan you see my love even though we be with thugs? Yo, words and keyboards we please the lordLyrics feed the poor, while the rich receive the swordCouldnt stay in one spot too long, split in foursTold the truth before tours, four artists four doorsI rock the concert til my arm hurt, doin gods workWhile you star search, I take your mind to mars dirtUhh, whatI said, can you see my love even though we be with thugs? Verse four: prodigal sunnThis mathematical rhythmatical mechanism enhances my wisdomProdigal ? the love islam keeps me calmFrom doing you harm, when I attack, its vietnamThrough cd-rom, the mega bomb severs the ice in your charmToo late for salaam, slugs rip through your armDouble lead arm supreme head some fled from the bloodshedPainting many in red, leavin iranians dead? , hangin fast on they deathbedOut the window, lyrics flow like hot chemicalsBurning competitors, from they ears to they assholeYou wanna battle, I seperate your adams appleCrack your skully with a snapple bottle, on the apolloCan you read black, ease back, we bleed tracksBreeze through facts, contacts smack your wolfpackChorus[johnny blaze]Hold your satellite son, Im from where you fromSame shit different slum, where we about to goAint no need for the gun, I treat you to a sliceWhen we done, and all minds are one, men from the sun

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