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    Wu-Tang Clan / Lyrics

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    "'97 Mentality" Lyrics

    Wu-Tang Clan feat. CappaDonna and Ghostface Killah

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    Yo! It's the burial ground sound, Dunn!
    It's real out here
    Staten Island puttin chills in y'all niggaz
    Forever in it.. yo

    My devastatin hot '97 Mentality
    Keep me on point for my four-digit salary
    Heavyweight lyric never lost one calorie
    I'm soon to be seen, on the TV screen
    Gambino Cappacino to the Afro Sheen
    Stay black, where I'm at, high road to rap council
    Splash love to Wu in a orderly tonsil
    Never limit to the diction, cause chaos to mixin
    Brutalize a sound check, ripple through the intermission
    Rap's under siege, held tight like a squeeze
    Forced in the world 'Donna nuclear freeze
    Through the damage to the wannabe Flipmode and Def Squad
    Ruckus a whirlpool in the rap entourage
    If you dare to test thirty-six, chambers of strangers
    My word of mouth it's all real wigs might peel
    Livin large and in charge branch out Bon Voyage
    Twenty-four diamond government named God
    Alias Daryl Hill bring thugs back to kill
    Circle around my son, Daryl Jr. never eatin large
    Auntie Dauntie sixteen holdin me down
    AIDS of rap music may be contagious to sound
    Verbal the slang pushed back to create pronoun
    Method forcin J-Love to Bring the Pain from underground
    Realizin food for thought is self-compromisin
    Shaolin cut the crack into a triple-O sizin
    Blue do what he do to keep that currency risin
    Hopin I catch a deal so we can catch a full wheel
    Instead of catchin bodies, niggaz not keepin it real
    Dirtball niggaz that steal cake from stores
    That's my type of niggaz I be wantin on my tours
    Can't help it, my styles stay fat like Roseanne
    Ruckus in the square I stay rough like the Clan
    Panther on my arm, pen and pad in my hand
    Punk motherfuckers better beware of the Shaolin
    Defy interactive project Children of the Corn
    Gats and my man keep em bustin till he's gone
    Style so ancient it sparks just like the unicorn
    'Donna come through everyday my uniform
    changes and switches, I came to make ladies out of bitches
    Crackhead niggaz get stitches
    So what up with that kid, danger when I attack kid
    Watch how the slang hits you, just like the fat kid
    Form another pyramid, look how we slid
    All over Park Hill, Stapleton politic
    on a twenty dollar bill all in it together
    You can't fuck with the stormy weather, yaknahmean

    [Ghostface]
    To the year Born God all the Gods strike hard
    Fast from the swine hold down your boulevard
    Father-U to C-Cypher, start the revolution
    Middle finger in the air, for slang prostitution
    [repeat 2X]

    ...

    To the year Born God all the Gods strike hard
    Fast from the swine hold down your boulevard
    Father-U to C-Cypher, start the revolution
    Middle finger in the air, for slang prostitution

    ...

    To the year Born God all the Gods strike hard
    Fast from the swine hold down your boulevard
    Father-U to C-Cypher, start the revolution
    Middle finger in the air, for slang prostitution

    ...

    To the year, to the year Born God all the Gods strike hard
    Fast from the swine hold down your boulevard
    Father-U to C-Cypher, start the revolution
    Middle finger in the air, for slang prostitution
    This song was submitted on November 28th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Dale Ossman Warren, Darryl Robert Hill, Dennis David Coles, Kent Arnold, Robert F. Diggs.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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