| We will fight till the night is done
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| We will live our lives tonight as one
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| We will live our lives tonight as one, one
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| I’m a bad mother, shut your mouth
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| Insanity, DVD, how I stretch 'em out
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| What the stress about? |
| INS best out
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| Fact, you knew that before he left the house
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| Fresh at the produce section
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| Gaze at my shine like a showroom necklace
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| Death wish, stepping in Deck’s direction
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| I’m checking niggas like test questions
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| Across 110th now, cross Belmont and Montauk
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| Camera hawk hawks the sidewalk
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| When they get to flexing muscle niggas bust you
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| Hustlers do you, gave you your first toolie
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| Cutting out of school to pump your first loose leaf
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| Think graduate to wait, take it out of state, duct tape
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| Anything of pulse and heroin
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| Emcees frozen, cuban link chains are golden
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| I’m owning everywhere I’m holding it up, to keep it raw
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| Math here, I got 'em keep coming back for more
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| Yo, man, I’m so turned up, all the marijuana burned up
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| Y’all don’t want the drama, word up
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| The Wu first up, the game is the world versus us
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| Y’all was good 'til the world heard us
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| Y’all ain’t want them Clan birds up
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| Y’all don’t want your man served up, that’ll get the fans worked up
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| Homie really wanna play, stir it up
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| I’ma catch me a wave, surfs up
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| Gliding on the track like this, make me wanna act like this
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| Make me wanna smack that trick
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| Make a killer really wanna yap that kid
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| If he opens up his yap that’s it
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| We will fight till the night is done
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| We will live our lives tonight as one
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| We will live our lives tonight as one, one
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| Mass of minerals in a glass house
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| Playing 4th the Wu neutrinos will blast out
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| Letting out verbal thunder bolts
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| Until the world attract old and younger folks
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| Charge with the vitality of magnetism
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| In large reality with massive rhythm
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| The manual without technical part
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| From the beginning give off an electrical spark
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| I respect you if you respect me
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| Everything’s for real, WTC
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| No fake ass shit, don’t front the Remy
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| Break bread, never have pockets empty
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| Let’s get it, flip it up then we can spend it
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| The money train, Killa Beez on your brain
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| W’s everywhere, one on your chain
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| Homeboys for life, please don’t change
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| You can hide at my house, it ain’t no thing
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| If you see the pigs, don’t say jack
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| Call me original, don’t say cap
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| I’m on the low, might be at the murder
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| Holding off the place y’all cats never heard of
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| Yeah, chicks wanna peep me out
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| Nasty ass, want me to pee in their mouth
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| But now I’m out, about to link with sticks
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| We will fight till the night is done
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| We will live our lives tonight as one
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| We will live our lives tonight as one, one
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| Bang a few notes up top, we call it beast mode
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| Forget the street codes, show you like a deep throat
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| It gets rougher, you suffer from the heat stroke
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| Blast barrels, embrace my leaf smoke
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| Park Hillians radio for back up
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| Polish your act up, nigga need a back up
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| Syrup in my cup, no cut, straight up
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| UG’s on the court, never miss a lay up
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| When the emcees came to live out their names
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| Some rode the bus, some rode the train
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| Some motherfuckers wish they never came
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| When they met the nine swordsmen of Wu-Tang
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| Nine Maseratis pulls up to this party hard
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| Body, the party is filled with Godbody
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| There out of shape models coming through with those bottles
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| And double D’s please, all eyes follow
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| Pass me a bucket of ice, that’s nice
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| Hit with the vodka, what you say proper
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| I drink with the copper, show up in a chopper
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| Stop her, she wanna have a ménage à trois
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| I can tell by the bra, RZA Ra-KZA-Keem is all is Allah
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| Do you wish or wish upon a star? |
| Do you wish or wish upon a star?
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| We will fight till the night is done
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| We will live our lives tonight as one
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| We will live our lives tonight as one, one |