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Yo, this is a wu-banger two thousand and one noise maker 
Off the hook guerilla anthem 
This is dj kay slay, from around the way 
And i'll smack the shit outta any of you dj's 
That front on this shit.. think i'm playin? 
 
[hook x2 (method man)] 
I heard you ladies got them thang thangs 
Do you really? 
I heard you niggas like to bang bang 
Do you really? 
 
[streetlife] 
I never been a fan of the fame 
I got love for the game 
Never lust for the dames 
I got dust in my veins 
Hit 'em off in the brain 
Kid talks but its lame 
Sniffed a little blow with the rap eddie kane 
Spent a lot of dough, its so hard to explain 
And i fucked a lot of bitches off the strength of the name 
Wu tang see me in the next lex with the game 
Snowboarding down a ski range, its a blue and grey frame 
Keep, pointing the finger, i'm that nigga to blame 
The main reson why you duck the chain 
Self proclaimed, got a lotta profit to gain 
And i'm leaving the rap game the same way i came 
 
[method man] 
Now creep with me, as i roll through the stat 
Little meth got my back, little pinky fat-fat 
Let me hit that (draws), contact, learn how to act 
Before you bring that drama the end; i'll fade to black 
Positive, i hate kids who tell me lies 
Despise guys that wanna get high but never buy 
Got 9 lives, 9 wives that dont listen 
Bitchin' their biological clocks is tickin' 
Wu limited edition hot off the presses 
I guess its, curtains for competition 
Method, runnin' 'em out, gun in my mouth 
The kid your momma warned you about, tear down the house 
After midnight eatin' emcees chase through suburbia 
You tremblin', behind a crumblin' wall, surrenderin' 
Thats what you get, for rushin' in the direction i was bustin' 
Polish your sword, your shit is rustin' 
 
[hook x2] 
 
[masta killa] 
1,2, testin', testin', mic check wreckin' 
Step into the session 
Automatic weapon off safety 
Dont play me 
Butt brings all them things with silencers 
My clans liver than your average '85er 
Strive to stay alive 
I play for keeps in the streets 
Cos its real on the battlefield 
Shells hit the ground from the steel 
Bullets travel, sun set fire to your mind 
Words combine when i rhyme to feed the blind 
Prepare my queen for battle and walk down 
I drink from the wine of violence, no tolerance 
Game word bond, sword silenced 
Me in military fatigues bulletproof underneath 
Buy enough ammunition,go round and sweep the streets 
Of brooklyn, central, sugar-whipped the rental 
While i'm lickin out the window at y'all 
Fuck y'all 
 
[hook x2] 
 
[inspectah deck] 
Yo, 
We thrive on street life 
We strive to eat right 
They blindin' these sight 
We tried to be nice 
They talk the small talk 
We walk the long walk 
We lost, they all thought 
They forced to fall short 
We rock for hard rock 
Rocked the hot blocks 
Shop and cop rocks 
Watch the top notch in action 
Begin to make your head spin 
Wu tang my bredren 
We bang like veterans 
They came for record spins, taste the medicine 
Or face the double m, we came to trouble them 
Hustle them for their 20 mill then buckle them 
Enough to spin out the blue, bitches lovin' them 
Dozen men with force of a hundred-ten 
Stumblin' thug passions, it must've been 
 
[hook x4]

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Do You Really Lyrics by Wu-Tang Clan

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