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Clan Wu-Tang - And you don't stop lyrics
Yeah, now we're gonna give a shout out, knowumsayin'? 
 Def Jam, knowumsayin'? 
 Niggas like Method Man, Redman 
 Say all the artists here, knowumsayin'? 
 Bacon Lot, knowumsayin'? 
 I don't need no introductions, Cat 
 Whuuuuut 
 I'm sittin' in my west, I'm analyzin' thoughts 
 I'm sippin' off a quart that I just had bought 
 I'm thinkin' of the moment, things soar in that head 
 I feel assurin' durin', also glad 
 Yes, feel assured by knowin' I won 
 Cuz there's no one who can fuck wit A-Sun 
 I'm not bein' pushy but I'm born to boss 
 You need A-Sun, oh yes, well of course 
 Don't see the riot, everyone keeps quiet 
 If you don't believe nigga, get hyper and try it 
 Yes it is me, a total fresh MC 
 Yo, I'm born to be, MC history 
 Rhyming on time because that's the deal 
 You're only as fresh as your ass feel 
 Other MC's, you are bound to fall 
 Cuz your real world is not a world at all 
 1 - Drunken Master, styles causin' street disaster 
 Blaze cut faster than a fairy slasher 
 Tai-chi, Kung Fu fighting, ODB hands quick as lightenin' 
 Techique too deadly 
 Iron fist blew the pawn, switch styles like lay long 
 Let's get it on, heavy chow broke, it's not 'bout 
 Shadow boxin', better punch, you need oxegen, try again 
 When you catch the second wind, I'll break you in 
 Approach the mic slow, it's about to blow 
 One foot crow crane, anti-chain movement Clan Wu-Tang - And you don't stop - http://motolyrics.com/clan-wu-tang/and-you-dont-stop-lyrics.html
 Restore the ming, some take this thing for joke 
 Serious men deep in thought, misunderstood, held the fork 
 He's too defensive, too mean, you didn't, now it's a scene 
 These cats over here got glock holdin' him down 
 These niggas scheming, I'm seeing everything 
 Ten steps ahead, on the wall smokin' my 
 Agent high told best friend of the wine 
 Still drunk offa cheap wine 
 Holdin' front lines, niggas wanna front, fine 
 Fuck wit me and mine, rain on your sunshine 
 Swine nigga's come as hard as a pork rind 
 Can you dig it? Only five percent live it 
 While the rest of you fake niggas try to get it 
 Now fuck around 
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 Down wit the all and together down crew 
 The jizza, the rizza, me of course too 
 The thing I'm analyzing is strickly Hip Hop 
 That's what's made, well made is on my workshop 
 You was unable plus earn advance 
 Just to touch the untouchable kip hop dance 
 They're sayin' of the utmost, truly I'm the utmost 
 Have you ever caught the hip hop holy ghost 
 Man, I mean really, that shit is mad hype 
 Especially when you find yourself rhymin' over mics 
 I became a wrecker through my amplifier 
 Break it down base, treble through my dancer 
 That's one new dance, it's to my Black Magic music 
 It's not classic, arabic, or basic 
 It's strickly thickly, dirty and districkly 
 If not don't you pick me and forget me 
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