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Yo, yea it... yo, yo yo yo
Yo, if you think you can wit the Wu Clan
Get ya nose swolled up like
If you think you can wit the Wu Clan
You get ya nose up like Toucan
If you think you can fuck wit the wu
you get ya swolen up like Toucan
Sam, and we don't give a
Bullets soaked in oil so the Tec jam
Sippin on Carribean RUM, juice
Smokin on that stick
up two bottles of that brass monkey on some drunkie shit
You R&B rappers suck a monkey dick
I'm from in the days
with the Christmas for
on my back, out black
You that?
Seven braids in my
My girl stays in the bed and she to lay the eggs

for the mic onslaught swift with the sword
Slick Lord, holdin my weight homing
The crowd roared for the playing for the streets
I reeped and sewed, weeved and woved
Behold gold for the equal
on the weekend
Wu-Tang, Biggie smalls at the beacon
drinks on the house the show was bangin
Brothers Grey Goosin, Wu was
teaching schools in session
The speakin
I'm just
Snake and fake hugs
for the hour to devour
and ya heads of powder
I'm a to the rhythm
but to a mental deaf and power
The hour has
We got eleven to one son
You done off, too late to off
Tactics are to the health, bomb stealth
Rifle M-16, know what I mean?
what I mean?

Yo just what we (stand for?)
What we strive Righteousness
we live and (die for?)
Strictly fam members
Yo (strictly fam only)
Yo, yo just what we (stand for?)
What we strive for?
what we and (die for?)
(Strictly fam only)
(Strictly fam only)

Ayo ayo
minds think alike
We to drink all night
Think about things wrong and how to make it right
Ice cold of brass, time flashes
A hundred blunts
Before the God us
What's the square miles of the
Why is the axis
How is covered by water?
How much is

God body be flowing like the chi inside your artery
Faithful as a rock against a tank
The force of my still kill shooting blanks
Just the sound alone ya heads blown
Still scorin in the red zone you best of head
or get thrown to the dead
Son we to ill, interupt the Grammy show and teach the kids

Yo Just', we stand for?
we strive for?
What we live
What we for?
What we die
fam members only
Strictly fam members

I grew up around block parties to rock
a roll nigga wit my rhyme on cock
First shot first nigga who had to pop
My bad weather blew the feathers off a flocks
precent goose, thirty duck
Get stuck if each link in ya chain is
Can't come in this cypha wit nine snipers
Charged off the juice from the pipers
Walk around B-Boys, DJ's,
Through rap, never their ways of TV
It was strictly all about about magnificent clout
The R.E.C. Room, two dollars with the flyer, without
Now his wigs pushed back, removed off the plaque
Too wild to reanact, tax
Thats the price to pay, my goal is to aim and
My is the same as day

Yo Just', what we for?
we strive for?
What we for?
we give for?
What we die
fam members only
Strictly fam only