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It's a universal sound\n  The Witty Unpredictable Talent And Natural Game\n  Yo\n  Not many last in the game\n  Wu-Tang come through, breakin out the same way we came\n  This is not an act, this is actual facts\n  Nothin but experience placed upon the tracks\n  Not many last in the game\n  Wu-Tang come through, breakin out the same way we came\n  This is not an act, this is actual facts\n  Nothin but experience placed upon the tracks\n  We stand perpendicular with no flaws\n  Breakin all laws, plus jaws, the writin's on the walls\n  Heartless, starvin artists, out to get our's\n  Regardless, marvelous doctrines, we shock this\n  Fist of the black lotus, bustin out the steel cage\n  Iron Mic Duel made the front page\n  Outlaws, out for your's, get down on all fours\n  Rebel with a cause, without applause to the score\n  \"Pillagin\" with Donna-Cap, this persona raps\n  Hittin like a cornerback, blitzin' on the track\n  Fully-auto, got the mic blow, strike low\n  High-caliber flow move the crowd, twist your torso\n  2009, block party, Bobby Digital, pop corks to us\n  And the God's we trust, adjust\n  To the highs that we bring with the lows\n  In the midst of hell speakin out in morse code\n  Runnin wild like dogs out the kennel through the venue\n  Simple chemistry, vitamins plus the minerals\n  Organic vowels, consonants, syllables\n  Condition critical, ill individual\n  Paint a picture too vivid for the visual\n  Material rips through to the gristle\n  Not many last in the game\n  Wu-Tang come through, breakin out the same way we came\n  This is not an act, this is actual facts\n  Nothin but experience placed upon the tracks\n  Not many last in the game\n  Wu-Tang come through, breakin out the same way we came\n  This is not an act, this is actual facts\n  Nothin but experience placed upon the tracks\n  Yo, the messages in my music grab you, stuck in my sentence\n  Got to spit from the bottomless pit, speakin my vengeance\n  Masked avenger never surrender my heritage\n  Killah Hill resident, 5'10\" be my measurement\n  On land we stand under flags as confederates\n  You think you rule, pity the fool when the shell drops, it's hot\n  Bodies scream to the extreme, damn, I'm delicate\n  We livin irrelevant, intelligent, dirty habit\n  They full of fragments, abandon all 10 commandments\n  Damage is done as the records spins, hatred in my features\n  Untamed, thus these cold blooded creatures bust\n  Architect gladiator radiates the power\n  Erupt with corrupt minds, locked in the tower\n  The crook's pressure cooked invasion be destroyed\n  Self-employed paranoid androids\n  My rhyme cold winds clear streets and slams shutters\n  Basic Instinct to tear the roof off the mother\n  Drastic verbal gymnastics, far from the average\n  Hold the planet like Galactus\n  Lone Ranger, ancestors rolled with stone bangers\n  Never met a force deadly as my own anger\n  Clutch performer, raised on the blood soaked corners\n  Of real life with real trife heads, they prey on ya\n  And not many last on the game\n  Whether it be lies, fly songs or drugs you slang\n  In the beginnin, it didn't come fast amongst the gun blast\n  Strivin, my eyes on lump sums of cash\n  Cash Rules Everything Around Me, surroundin me with champagne wishes\n  But I see long distance\n  A strong vision planted deep within the mental\n  Mind detect mind and analyze what I sent you\n  Not many last in the game\n  Wu-Tang come through, breakin out the same way we came\n  This is not an act, this is actual facts\n  Nothin but experience placed upon the tracks\n  Not many last in the game\n  Wu-Tang come through, breakin out the same way we came\n  This is not an act, this is actual facts\n  Nothin but experience placed upon the tracks\n"}]