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* skit for 30 seconds before beat drops *[Chorus: Trigga of M.M.O.]We famous decoratorsOutlaws with the force, with the Money MakersWu-Tang, when we bang, we be regulatorsPlayer haters can`t play us, cuz the thugs obey usBust a slug to save us[Joe Mafia]Straight missle, pulse gristle, snapper crimePoppin tops off of Anaheims, tropic refinedExtorton air time, imported from the Mason-Dixon LineLook at my frigid eyes, fake fucks describeSlap em paralyze, analyze the liesKinetic, my word is all I have, slaughter trashMonster Mash, half ass on the war pathSuffer land, give a fuck grand, crashin the Pan AmMy squad Van Dammed, this shit was sun tanned, VA so tannedwithout the Beanie rap, who? Hoodini rapMusolini stack, Lamborghini crash, kiss the Genie lampHenney big, excellency, no fake shit, wrong recipeWar speciality, meet the headless heat[Superb of American Cream Team]Yo, we made an oath for this self, fuck every black bitch rawMake a nation of culture teens, we takin culture backTakin books and read it, quote the right wordsTake your language back, black man it`s your`sIf you read the way she smoke crack, she be the most highShe settle for the most drunk and most flySpendin 300 on cristal or pistolFuckin dummy, you could`ve took ya bitch out[Ghostface Killah]Bottles goin off in the church, we broke the wineSlapped the pastor, didn`t know pops had asthmaPulled out his blue bible, chains fell out his coat3 condoms, 2 dice and 1 bag of dopeOoh, Rev. ain`t right, his church ain`t rightDecon is a pimp, you could tell by his iceMother Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the number spotHeard you got red tops out, and I want a lot"Girlie fainted dead on the spot2 ushers slipped $80 right out the potOh shit...[Ill Knob of K.G.B.]The K, the G, the B, Ill Knob bring the ruckuscuz I don`t got no time for these faggotsThey frontin, but I`m about to break them out the havoc with the fireI battle water, what you order?You would run far from the slaughterI`m gunnin out whoever`s in the orderThe hitch out, no bitch outI`m good and plenty, nigga get ya rich outor nigga ditch out, for ya self and ya familycuz I don`t want nobody layin handin meI`m livin life, profanity, insanitybecause of my fame, insaneWhen I`m rockin on the block, I`ve got to push my caneGot to live in this life, baby times is trifeHave to be on my side if you claim my wifeNo knife come between us, married to my SyndicateNiggaz see this, playa hate and try to be thisIt`s hard to be this and you don`t want to get dissedWhen you ballin up ya fist, you don`t wanted to be missedBuck! Buck! Back! Fuck! What the fuck?[Myalansky]This is jail, 3 burners made Tina Turner danceProbably, you kidin me? Only my man bust side to meI was gotta be slicin the pot, if I divide it by 3Dicks for them niggaz that snitch, whoever shot at meAll up in my shit, pussies plottin 3 days to about a weekWu-Synidcate most ampitated across the E-N-TEntire, niggaz collapse and raid the empireWhere his stash at? Cryin, he broke, a dame liarYolk for the smoke, back room, Medallion man crokeNow yo, no joke, take it, no damn moatJoe lock the door, pussy stay down, lay downYo, Napolean get the duct tape, cave him for cash flowBiography, million my peers get painted robberyA to Z encyclopedia, color photographyPenitentiary rhymes, salt get they ass tookStreet turn, patiently speakin, you know the mathMake bitch niggaz ballerina, pull up they too-tooSmacked up in front of ya bra`, what his man do?Eyes glued to my right hand, don`t rush meWhat that bitch scream, runnin thru traffic like lightnin?Fell, loud boss screamin, yellin for wifieYou see that shit, another hit, Wu-SyndicateMyalansky, Joe Mafia and NapoleanColie on, Marlon Brando rap, ya roly on`97 bar, tighten storm door, war is on`98, a twisted rate, kidnap and solemnly sworeto my boy, give my last call, pass the shoe hornDon`t shoe guys, come, we move on, told you must prove on3 on ya bally cleaner, who clapped? Sally seen herBlack `97 beamer, bitch niggaz ballerinaThey just dance[Chorus x3][Outro: Trigga of M.M.O.]We famous decorators, yea, yeaPosion Clan... *echo*

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