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[sNyx]

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[Phrenetic]

check this out, takes me back to grade 6 try to break dance. werd =D

[Séguin]

[Wood]

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[Pennywise]

[Pennywise]

OUTKAST -- ATLIENS

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good call on 93 till infinity

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[j3rk]

My life story strictly business never blew my chance
Moms kicked me out the house when I was flippin ";I'm the Man";
Put the boys on the street, make them walk this beat
Teach them how to eat, and to seek for peace
Son I stamped this name Livin' Proof cause I mean what I say
Bring the fake to reality and make them pay
Yo these ghetto rhyme stories got em scared to death
I'm tryin to get the fuck out, see what the world's about
Check it nineteen-eighty-six is when I reached my peak
Take my brothers outta state and tried to make some ends meet
First destinate your sector then it's just like that
Makin moves with my brothers and there's no turnin back
We got thirty-six grams on the scale right now
Gettin ready with my brothers time to break the shit down
I'm not about killin my people but you know how it go
Work with me not against me and we'll make mad dough
Wear my co-defendant out when I break down with rap
Hold me back and give me love and now I'm givin it back
A unique sound from the streets and it's just so sweet
My Livin' Proof life story, let me break it in piece

Yo I rock on the block with the real hip-hop
As you start to clock... and jock
Yo, I'm comin off with mad rage
Eighteen, and hittin the real stage
But don't worry bout me, cause I'm makin it
And if I can't have it, then I'm takin it
That's how it is, cause I'm livin trife
Where's my knife, take a chance witcha life
Rappers decapitate, and disintegrate
You I will mutilate, when I penetrate
Go for the one when I say raid
A hit man for hire and I wanna get paid
Cause bullets are sprayed and anybody is laid
More money is made and that's the family trade
See I make moves and tell what's the truth.

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[j3rk]

[j3rk]

Chorus: GZA and RZA

I gotcha back, but you best to watch your front
Cause it's the *****z that front, they be pullin stunts
I gotcha back, but you best to watch your front
Cause it's the *****z who front (they be pullin stunts)

Lyrics:

I was always taught my do's and don'ts
For do's I did, and for don'ts, I said I won't
I'm from Brooklyn, a place where stars are born
Streets are shot up, apartment buildings are torn
and ripped up, stripped up, shacked up and backed up
from fiends, cause the bosses on the scene, they got it cracked up
Kids are slingin in my lobby
Little Steve and Bobby
Gettin paid but it's a life-threatening hobby
Yeah, they still play hide and seek
The fiends seek for the crack, and they hide and let the cops peep
Grown folks say they should be out on their own
Before the gangs come and blow up their mom's home
Because they lifestyle is hectic, so fuckin hectic
Blaow! Blaow! Blaow! Bullets are ejected
My lifestyle was so far from well
Coulda wrote a book with a title "Age 12 and Goin through Hell"
Then I realized the plan
I'm trapped in a deadly video game, with just one man
So I don't only watch my back, I watch my front
Cause it's the *****z who front, they be pullin stunts
Back on the Ave of Lavonia and Bristol with a pistol
Stickin up Pamela and Crystal
You know your town is dangerous when you see the strangest
kid come home from doin the bid and nuthin changes
What is the meaning of CRIME (what?)
Is it Criminals Robbin Innocent Motherfuckers Everytime?
Little shorties take walks to the schoolyard
Tryin to solve the puzzles to why is life so hard
Then as soon as they reached the playground, blaow!
Shots ring off and now one of them lay down
It's so hard to escape the gunfire
I wish I could rule it out like an umpire
But it's an everlasting game, and it never cease to exist
Only the players change, so...

Chorus 3X

RZA - I gotcha back (8X)
I gotcha back so you best to watch your front
Cause it's the *****z who front, that be pullin stunts
I gotcha back but you best to watch your front
It's the *****z who front, that be pullin stunts

Outro: (LP version only)

*old man*
Your, tech, nique, is, mag-ni-ficent
When cut across the neck
A sound like wailing winter winds is heard, they say
I'd always hoped to cut someone like that someday
To hear that sound
But to have it happen to my own neck is... ridiculous
*man gasps for air*

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[miss.myra]

classsssic

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