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[Intro: Inspectah
Wu, Shaolin, yeah,
Lets stand up
up, we on the rise
10304
with The Movement
Its Roy Jones said
What's son
Y'all must of forgot or word
Yo INS

Deck]
We love fast cash, on a few girls
like the yellow cab, through the new world
I walk slow, slaughter order like new
On some Wu shit, two shootin' my flicks
Might creep through ya town all
Half a bone, twenty chrome
off ya dome
OT status, the one to get at
Never that, I'm focused at the X on the map
Treasure chest stash, the guest house
Forty acres and a mule the sawed off gat
Fuck the hype, I'm into Stereotype
Name ya price, let me get my hand on the dice
All my life, out of ten involved in the heist
Only for ayallytes the target sliced
Now the parasite by your neon light
Tryna eat right so maybe I can nights, yo see

[Chorus: Deck]
Heads get ripe this
Thug all night this
Ladies fight off-a
is That Shit
The Projects off-a this
The get lent off-a this
Crash your whip this
this is That Shit

[Inspectah
Yeah yeah, niggaz stay showin' they teeth, knowin' weak
We supply you with the fire son, with the heat
Roamin' the streets, the Jeeps, ownin' the beat
No sleep, chasin' papers, stay focused, it's
Keep an eye on boy, he gonna rise the crime rate
Vibrate the tristate, I ya jaw aque
Been around the world, put a house on the
But greasy like the corner store grill
We roll like Vegas dice, pay the
Watch me roll straight strikes in game of life
See me, yankee hats, John John, blue on
Movin' in the Ucon, schoolin' all the new
Mommy get ya groove on, ya bustin' out ya
Lovin' how ya on the floor, baby bounce it
Big step through, they all step aside
They all mesmurised man, y'all

[Inspectah
Heads get ripe off-a
Some will this, Rebel INS your highness
Screamin' pitched, survivalist you bare a likeness
In the where it's high risk, I work the Nightshift
Like this, that, put pressure on rap
Cheques stack, watch a sex
Shorty through an X in my
stretched black, don't question the fact
I lay my head back, off a new Meth track
Count weed, bag green, blue, and brown
Crown King with my Queen lurkin' the town
Circle round, get a glimpse of the kid big
Feel that, I back, heavy into ya wig
For the fugitives and big timers throwin'
Plus the thugs locked up proven to this
Son hit it like Arabs, the world don't haters
Don't quit ya day job, ya know the words