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

Prepare for the mic onslaught swift the sword
Lord, holdin my weight homing abroad
The crowd roared for the peeps playing for the
I and sewed, scriptures weeved and woved
Behold for the people equal
on the weekend
Wu-Tang, Biggie smalls at the beacon
drinks on the house the show was bangin
Brothers Goosin, Wu was Tanquerayin
Allah schools in session
The speakin
I'm just
Snake handshakes and hugs
Waiting for the to devour
and splatter ya 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 hazardous to the health, stealth
Rifle stay M-16, what I mean?
Know what I

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

Ayo ayo
Great think alike
We used to all night
Think things thats wrong and how to make it right
Ice cold bottles of brass, time
A hundred blunts
the God asked us
What's the square of the planet?
Why is the slanted?
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 wheel still kill shooting
Just from the alone ya heads blown
Still scorin in the red you best of head home
or get thrown to the zone
Son we need to ill, the Grammy show and teach the kids

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

I grew up around block ready to rock
Behind a nigga wit my rhyme on cock
shot first nigga who had shit to pop
My bad blew the feathers off a hundred flocks
Seventy goose, thirty duck
Get stuck if link in ya chain is truck
Can't come in this rhyme wit nine snipers
Charged off the juice from the pipers
Walk B-Boys, DJ's, MC's
Through rap, thinkin their ways of TV
It was all about about magnificent rhyme clout
The R.E.C. Room, two dollars with the flyer, three
Now his pushed back, name's removed off the plaque
Too to reanact, with tax
the price to pay, my goal is to aim and spray
My night is the as day

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