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    Sunz Of Man / Lyrics

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    "Collaboration '98" Lyrics

    Sunz Of Man feat. Method Man

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    So what we smoke cancer sticks and weed and all that good shit
    Fuck the world word up
    Sunz of Man Method Man True Mast' collabora tion

    [Chorus]
    Can't you see my love even though we be with thugs
    Brothers want grub gotta take it in blood
    Because is you down or are you down just because
    Can't you see my love even though we be with thugs

    Yo, when you least expect is when we attack, in fact
    Your format, is not yet suitable for combat
    Still dissident factions within the Kingdom
    Campaign desperate attempts to take your freedoms
    Emphatically, wack strategy, don't impress me
    Impulsiveness'll only bring you tragedy, test me
    Descent to the essence quickly, niggaz strictly flip
    Fuckin with this royal assembly, the Sunz of Man
    Summon me, Chief Administrator of the Law
    True Master in this hardcore Art of War
    I explore the depths on conflict and with no pretense
    Found the best strategy the most impressive defense
    So when you rush to attack, it be I to crush your force
    And exhaust your whole supply
    Don't send for reinforcements, give orders for men to maintain
    They respective borders, or it's a God damn slaughter

    Shots in the park, it be on after dark
    Hungry like the Wolf when the beef starts to cook
    When push come to shove, we push through the club
    Pocket full of bud, baby armed with the snub
    Nosed I suppose, you get body-snatched when you doze
    Recognize your friends from your foes
    Or here lie, another one victimized
    Left for The Fly, now what size is this?
    Nigga your size, and I would be much obliged
    To get a fatter piece of that pie
    Still got my Eyes on the Prize, and like Gloria
    I will survive, at war with the warrior
    Hot with the rhyme.. pennies
    Turn the heat up, and bend me
    Prepare for the next milleni'
    I can't sleep, I'm in the shit knee deep
    In a race against time, beat your motherfuckin beat
    Hold your satellite Son, I'm from where you from
    Same shit different slum, where we about to go
    Ain't no need for the gun, I treat you to a slice
    When we done, and all minds are one, yo

    [Chorus]

    I be the Rabbi watched by snake eyes as the playa hate rise
    New York state side to the West side
    Fuck the best rhyme, best respect mine, from here
    To Palestine watch Sunz of Man climb
    I could tell a fake from a handshake for man's sake to hittin truth
    I translate til the land quake
    I plan my escape on the good fan base
    Strictly satisfaction like the Sunz of Man tape
    No copy or biting off of what your man make
    It's 1998, get your own mindstate
    In 1999 write your own platinum rhymes
    Can you see my love even though we be with thugs?
    Yo, words and keyboards we please the Lord
    Lyrics feed the poor, while the rich receive the sore
    Couldn't stay in one spot too long, split in fours
    Told the truth the four tours brought artists four doors
    I rock the concert til my arm hurt, doin God's work
    While you Star Search, I take your mind to Mars' dirt
    Uhh, what
    I said, can you see my love even though we be with thugs?

    This mathematical rhythmatical mechanism enhances my wisdom
    ? of Islam, keeps me calm
    From doing you harm, when I attack, it's Vietnam
    Through CD-ROM, the mega bomb severs the ice in your charm
    Too late for Salaam, slugs rip through your arm
    Double lead arm supreme head some fled from the bloodshed
    Painting many in red, leavin Iranians dead
    ? , hangin fast on they deathbed
    Out the window, lyrics flow like hot chemicals
    Burning competitors, from they ears to they asshole
    You want to battle, I separate your Adam's Apple
    Crack your skully with a Snapple bottle, on the Apollo
    Can you read black, ease back, we bleed tracks
    Breeze through facts, contacts smack your wolfpack

    [Chorus]

    Hold your satellite Son, I'm from where you from
    Same shit different slum, where we about to go
    Ain't no need for the gun, I treat you to a slice
    When we done, and all minds are one, men from the Sun
    This song was submitted on October 2nd, 2016 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by CH. SMITH, CLIFFORD SMITH, V. RUFF.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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