Ruckus In B Minor

This the ODB kid, once again comin' thru yo area
 & I'm goin' to tell ya one time, ya gon' luv this
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 I had to get the $, said it wasn't a choice
 Die Hard's on the bars, 80's luvin' the voice
 Morphine flow, numbin' yo joints
 Brought my nigga in it like he number eighty one from Detroit
 Zombie life, World War Z
 Antidote to yo virus, yo highness, the world on me
 Capital G, cool as the dude from Dos Equis?
 So deadly, I don't make it rain, I snow heavy
 Sick made, Nick Cage how I ride wit fire
 Foreva wit bars, sort of like a lifer
 Wit the Son of Anarchy, I'll be Breakin' Bad
 Walkin' Dead, day dreamin' of makin' a band
 Dancin' With the Stars, American Idol
 Meets the Mentalist wit the Big Bang Theory
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 Still no. 1, still no. 1, still nno. 1
 Still no. 1, still no. 1, 1 1 1
 (2)
 The most duplicated, anticipated, validated
 Urban legends in the books wit the ones who made it
 Highly celebrated, errythin' was work related
 Current top forty got the Wu thinking they up in it
 20 years Killa Bees yea we hold the pennant
 Monumental stance on the cova wit my codefendants
 Drop her sentence, in remembrance
 Construct these jewels so they can live thru my descendants
 (Bridge)
 Young'n, I can see yo draws, pull yo pants up
 Can't even call yoself a man until ya man up
 And if ya call yoself a fan, ya need to stand up
 This ain't a party, it's a jest, keep ya hands up
 And I don't care who in the city when the summer come
 Yes I'm a don who foreva and foreva still no. 1
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 Still no. 1, still no. 1, still nno. 1
 Still no. 1, still no. 1, 1 1 1
 (4)
 Picture a young'n on the strip getting rich off the drug shit
 Puttin' all the niggas on, teaching 'em thug shit
 Then they want stick 'em up, then they want slugs quick
 Hood tight, niggas always livin' that crime life
 Jerry's ass grimmus and emcee-in' the lime light
 Slimy old nigga like fuckin' yo man's wife
 Foolish shit use the word brother, he man dike
 (5)
 Yo! I spit my way all across New York
 Get it out in all types of ice as a sport
 1 chain, 2 chain, 3 chain, 4
 Niggas mouths drop like the leaves in the fall
 Told bout that WBC, I take off dubbin' anthem moves
 Land in the Fiji's, that's my bird and that's my word!
 Ya faggots keep fuckin' around and get curbed
 (6)
 Forms circles like the rings of Saturn
 Dust rocks and ice in a particular pattern
 Then this fascinatin' picture has emerged from surface
 A wonder of the young world wit an urge and purpose
 A wild fire engulfin' erry home
 It's history, chiseled and carved in erry stone
 A workshop where skills are learned
 Handcrafted and drafted, written works are main concern
 Urban center provided wit a social structure
 And a curious culture full of supaconductors
 Each stain is part of a scene wit
 Intricate geometric raps on a larger screen
 Snuff poundin', marvelous in its surroundin'
 Viewpoints that make the same, it's all astoundin'
 A place where the fo'gotten art is so powerful
 A strikin' image of sumethin' that's so valuable
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 GZA, this is called Ruckus In B Minor
 Rae, all those bad times that's behind us
 Ghost, put that mask on to remind us
 Method Man let 'em know who's New York's finest
 (Bridge)
 Young'n, I can see yo draws, pull yo pants up
 Can't even call yoself a man until ya man up
 And if ya call yoself a fan, ya need to stand up
 This ain't a party, it's a jest, keep ya hands up
 And I don't care who in the city when the summer come
 Yes I'm a don who foreva and foreva still no. 1
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 Still no. 1, still no. 1, still nno. 1
 Still no. 1, still no. 1, 1 1 1