Key: C major
Verse 1
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G
[Intro: RZA]
What up God? You got
that glock cleaned?
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and North Star from down in
KnowwhatImean?
Eh- yo, they gon' come and blast
YouknowImean?
Shaolin cats for the job
{*beat kicks in*}
BOODOODOO..
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[Intro Pt. II: Crisis
(RZA) {Ms. Roxy}]
Yeah.. (Come on son)
sharpshooter..
(Spark these niggas my nigga)
free {Digital}
You in a Chamber,
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in the Chamber {Bobby, Bobby, Bobby..}
(BOODOODOO.. Darkness,
[Crisis (RZA)]
One and only, guaranteed,
I ain't trippin'
unexplainable, Game Pro
Crisis show you how to tame a hoe,
So you lames can know,
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Black Knights equals nuttin' but dope
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So what you workin' wit? You bitch
niggas ain't hurtin' shit
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Spittin' commercial shit,
we rhyme for different purposes
I spit for the cause,
I spit for North Long Beach and
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all of my peeps
We holdin' the crown,
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So now it's on us, it's just us,
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You got against us, resist us?
I thinks not (thinks not), it's impossible
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{*echoes*}
[Break: RZA]
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If you got the love in your heart,
[RZA]
Rollie Fingers in the back,
son rolled the bag up
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Street had the pen and the pad,
he threw a tag up
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Goldie got the clip from the
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closet and filled the gat up
Bobby sharpened the razor, oiled the bat up
pulled the rap up
Pussy high nigga off coke tried
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to act up
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Against the world's greatest mind,
Bob Digital
Might throw a Shaolin Hand-
My young son Big Un don't
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While his brother Mel ???, dissect it
Up in the project life,
the street's be hectic
The gun burst,
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should've shot the gun first
like shotti's spray
Tear through flesh bone, get
lodged
up in your ass cheek
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I used to wonder where these
pussy- clats came from
Ship on weed grass and build up
[Break: RZA (Monk)]
If you love for the
glock, +Throw Your Flag Up+
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If you got love for the Gods,
+Throw Your Flag Up+
If you live from the heart,
+Throw Your Flag Up+
Don't cause the beef,
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I might tie the rag up
roll the bag up
BOODOODOODOO.. and
+Throw Your Flag Up+
If you come from Compton,
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If you come from the West then
throw your hood up
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If you come from the block then
[Monk]
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shit for the street
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Rollin' in the cutty about
Ready to trip on these fools
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Like the Black Knights don't air
them things out
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Knuckle up in the spot
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'til someone get drops
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Stomped, get passed out
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ready to mic brawl
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knocked the homerun
Black Knights known to grab
mics, leave the spots full blown
You know motto,
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Like you ain't heard this high pitch
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through your twelve- inch
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I keep those six- by- nines thumpin'
+Jumpin' Jumpin'+ like Destiny,
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The conqueror, smash your sponsor
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Learn the lesson from the Black Knight
[Outro x2: Ms. Roxy]
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Digital, Digital, Digital..
Bobby, Bobby, Bobby..
Outro 1
Digi, Digi, Digi..
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