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

Prepare for the mic onslaught swift the sword
Slick Lord, holdin my weight homing
The crowd roared for the peeps for the streets
I reeped and sewed, scriptures and woved
gold for the people equal
Fresh on the
Wu-Tang, Biggie smalls live at the
Backstage drinks on the house the show was
Brothers Grey Goosin, Wu was
Allah schools in session
The Gods
I'm just
Snake handshakes and fake
for the hour to devour
and splatter ya heads of
I'm a slave to the
but never to a deaf and power
The hour has
We got eleven to one son
You off, too late to break off
Tactics are hazardous to the health, stealth
Rifle stay M-16, know I mean?
Know what I

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

Ayo ayo
Great think alike
We used to drink all
Think about things thats wrong and how to it right
Ice cold bottles of brass, time
A hundred passes
Before the God us
What's the miles of the planet?
Why is the slanted?
How much is by water?
How is granite?

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

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

I up around block parties ready to rock
Behind a roll wit my rhyme on cock
First first nigga who had shit to pop
My bad weather the feathers off a hundred flocks
Seventy goose, thirty duck
Get stuck if link in ya chain is truck
come in this rhyme cypha wit nine snipers
Charged off the juice from the pied
Walk B-Boys, DJ's, MC's
Through rap, never thinkin ways of TV
It was strictly all about about magnificent rhyme
The R.E.C. Room, two with the flyer, three without
Now his wigs pushed back, name's removed off the
Too wild to reanact, tax
Thats the to pay, my goal is to aim and spray
My night is the as day

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