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| Box In Hand (Ghostface Killah) |
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ft. RaekwonMethod Man
[Intro: sung]
Wu Tang will surviveno no no-no no no
Wu Tang will survive
Cause every time they flip a party
You know the party screams and shouts
Cause you... DAMN! AwTC that was the bomb...
[Ghostface]
Get all my peoplesget all my peoples headphones
All of em
Lay em a death warrant
Aaaahyoshow it offkidshow emwhatwhat
Let em have itbust ithey yohey yo
[Verse One: Raekwon]
Blend winewho want to win mine
Shorty get a ten-round for floatin
With the richesthuh
Flexed outFlinstone style
Your crimi-nal pen pal kidnapped Loudjetted the
Mosyinposin for them niggaz up in Poland
Rollin wax style museumG 'em
Them richest niggaz bless this
Like Russian cut VVS's
Slide the hatchbackblack were finessing this
Them niggaz over there knowGazelle goggles
And them Lottos88 stylethrowin' bottles (bottles)
Scenario raprap imperialmaterial (uhyo yoyoyo)
Murderin' cats is like that real
[Verse Two: Ghostface]
Yo come do me somethin word to Michelob peep the Land Rov'
Sleeper hold club faggots lay your dome on a stove
It's like space kidthe whole world is pitch blackgranola rap
Dough got smaller famous teamwalked up in Photomat
Black downnumerous roundsboots is brown
Getaway driverthis white bitch from out of town
We love horse races shakin Jakes and high-speed chases
Porno stationsdrinkin violationsGod relations
90
minute Maxell tapesinstrumental breaks
Bangin earacheslay my verse down in two takes
The speaker popsthe Winchester rifle's in the kitchen
Murder the DJ's eyes twitchinwoofer hissin
[Interlude: Raekwon]
Yohe's strong arminmanipulatin niggazscrapin niggaz
Takin play from niggazhate fakin niggazyo you hear me?
The whole shit's like wrestling
What you dare me? Back the fuck up kidwe flexin
[Verse Three: Method Man]
This rap shit bust yo' gumsand leave you stunned
Pull your plugnow you can't function
There's no to-tal or sum to this equa-tionyou fro-zen
Many may come but few are cho-sen
Pretty niggaz want to play the war po-sin
When the ruckus comethey be the first to get their shine stolen
Do or dieit be IMeta-physical Man
Holding court from my Wuindivisible clan
I see your thoughts and your hand reachin
It's getting deep in this mud
Cats heat seekinfor one blood
Nameless thugs with aimless slugsshootin at these stank bitches
Less he gon' bring this aboveI make switches
From the lamp I grant three wishes
Johnny be parlayinI Blaze britchesthen I roll
One hundred percent mindone hundred percent body
One hundred percent soulindividual
Assholes tend to run
From this PLO extortion to the one
The next chamberyou fuckin with the star spangler
To the dawn's early light with this head-banger
Boogierepresent this shit fully
Like I'm constantly at war with the town bully
Who want that pressureabout to get smacked silly
Like a fat bitch in Spandexfree Willy!
We on some millicheck the jointengine number nine
Niggaz wastin time worryin about me and mine
Get your own shit
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