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The of the fam is on our back and we can't fall Victim to this long of fame, meaning nothing We came to punish the with a substance can't be contained, Wu-Tang We be y'all asses when we walk up in the club all in the back Scared to the speak cause you scared Punk motherfucker, we know what it is
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You know cause Wu-Tang is invincible, you know what I It's Wu-Tang God We get down with that W You gonna get down that W That's Wu, that's that Wisdom That's the Wisdom of the the truth, of Allah, for the Nation of the Gods You what I'm sayin' We egg through these days God You know what I'm We got the way We got the medicine for sickness Out here, ya know what I I was telling Shorty Yo Shorty, you even gotta go to summer school up the Wu-Tang double CD And get all the education you need this year You know I mean Their minds can't comprehend this shit Word man it's Wu-Tang God can't fuck with these lyrics God You know I'm sayin' Nah Oh hell no, of this shit Come on man beats, man, y'all niggas Niggas can't even understand this shit I niggas ain't gonna figure it out til the year Two-G (Wax niggas ass for or fee) Word Yo, you what The next Wu-Tang album ain't coming out until 2000 You know I mean That's just gonna come back a comet You hear, we gonna a comet Check for shit in the millennium You know I mean? So, yo, y'all niggas man Be the The is here man Born is here