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Yeah, yeah, I Math
Yeah, yo, yo

Y'all ain't stopping the kid, why y'all knocking the King?
ya like a shot of liquor or like a shot to the rib?
Plus you on top of they grills, stay on top of they biz
Thinking n****z plotting on hairs, think they not when is

This is Staten Island gully, you It's getting ugly
And I ain't found a court can judge me, the block love me
Like nines to the of the skully, popping they top
I'd pop bubbly, one for B.I.G. and one for Pac

N****, trust me, I'm hot as they get, Al Green
hit by a pot of them grits, yo, nahmeen?
Y'all don't really want no parts of this, as a n****
Start shining, n****z start s***, my guard lit

a boss, head n**** in charge, get in these drawers
Fitted, nine bigger than yours
This Meth dude got food and he serving it raw
you before, I bring the pain and now I'm hurting them, pa
them, pa

Up from the 36, back on bulls***
Okay, I'm reloaded, with a full clip
Staten Island's the Borough, Park Hill, we still
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, the Clan, we run s***

Up from the 36, on that bulls***
Okay, I'm reloaded, with a full clip
Staten Island's the borough, Park Hill, we still
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, that's the Clan, we run

Aiyo, you f***ing with some capital G's, Allah
Street life, Man, plus the Masta and me
Soldier I, make it happen, indeed, my sick
Had the highest paid h**, get it cracking for

Worldwide still trapped in the P's,
Like the twenty inch woofers in back of the V
Leave ya brain, you spazzing on E
It don't who you happen to be, nothing swagger like he

Keep a dirty cop close, never with no feds
Tear the roof off the mother, right with ya head
And I ain't talk she talking bout bread
You would swear I'm rocking New Balance, how I'm walking the ledge

Son, I'm just a little off of the edge as I
The mean streets for types callers are read
Hill where the warriors bred, I'm a Resident
Patient, gonna take more than the meds

Up from the 36, back on that
Okay, I'm reloaded, strapped with a full
Staten Island's the borough, Park Hill, we click
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, the Clan, we run s***

Up from the 36, back on that
Okay, I'm reloaded, strapped a full clip
Staten Island's the borough, Park Hill, we still
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, the Clan, we run s***

invited guest, I came to put the rumors to rest
Rip the rest of the slugs your chest
Put the chest to the of your vest
Trap your packet, the money and jet

N****z posted, but you no threat
Punk, you p**** like the sex
Front, see how shots you will get
I'm not asking, I'm respect

I'm just a man to
Watch step, son, your funeral's next
Street life is the man in the flesh, I got one hand on your
The other is attached to the tech

Your next could mean life or death
move, take baby steps
Hold that thought, n****, your breath
We hold in the streets we rep
For Cash Rule and we came to collect, s*****

Up from the 36, on that bulls***
Okay, I'm reloaded, strapped with a full
Staten Island's the borough, Park Hill, we still
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, the Clan, we run s***