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AZ lyrics : "Whatever Happened (The Birth)"

AZ:
Yeah... some Firm %#@!, you know I mean? For all the ^!$$%s, in
New York all across the mother$#&@in' world (world), ain't nuttin'

changed yet (ain't nuttin' changed yet) %#@!'s still real
(%#@!'s still real)... Yo (Yo)


CHORUS: [AZ]
Yo major large ^!$$%s get they grind on cash, while the crab thinkin'
^!$$%s keep they mind on $$#

I guess most mother$#&@ers ain't designed to last
Whatever happened to the realness from back in the past?
Whatever happened to the realness from back in the past?

Whatever happened to the realness from back in the past?

AZ: {Verse One}

You know the routine, fast cars, rings get a crew seen
We true fiends, old school style that's how we do things
Born & destined, hands on many investments

Strong, reflect this 'til I'm drawn back to the essence
Street wise, 36 waist, small feet size
The C.I.'s quick to slide off, once the heat rise

Detour, poverty zone, police war
Going through each dawn, searchin' new ways for me to eat more
Fast learner, quiet storm, play the back burner

Bureaucrats, I react like Nat Turner
Hold weight, used to rock kicks wit no lace
$#&@ a soul mate, low heart pace, pulse at a slow rate

Runnin' rapid, while others play as if they captive
Brain's inactive, bein' subjected to this crab %#@!
To each his own, $#&@ the foulness, need a week alone

We can zone, all day long, on the speaker phone
600, nine five North, stay blunted, stress I came from it
Sex got drained from it

The new breed star gazin', raisin' two seeds
To be free, the franchise is all a whole crew need....indeed


Partial Chorus: [AZ] {starts after need}
Whatever happened to the realness from back in the past?
Whatever happened to the realness from back in the past?


RZA: {Verse Two}
Whips & full clips & #~!!@ lips

Rubber grips attached to hips
Past the journey to the crib, the purest sickness cura
Holy Koran, sirah, leaves man to understand, I stand up as rough briva

Heart is bleedin', stress got my hair line receedin'
God look we feedin', leadin' my seeds, back to Eden
And stay suspicious of promiscuous (*##$es

Who don't wash & do dish & to big for your britches
Lustin' riches, $#&@in' the next man mistress
You wonder why your #~!!@ itches, fat $$# sample wit out the glitches

Shatter your mental, split your bean up like a lentel
Disfigure your face, you recognizin' by the dental
Hot lead from raw heat, left in store meat

Lay it out on Broadstreet, before he
Left all he heard was the echo from the shot
Cops autopsy revealed, he was stopped by the Glock

Devils lettin' off SCUDS, thugs trapped up in HUD houses
New York, been infested by Bloods, lustin' for colors of red
More black lies done shed through

Yet the blood travelin' through veins remain blue
Boned out until we zone out, no doubt
Chickenheads beg for the 9 inch Applehead

Their legs open like fallopian, lubricated by petroleum
Nine months later comes the ovary explosion
(*##$ you stupid? A hundred dollars you couldn't recoup it

When I reign the truth on your brain you muted
Rula Zig-Zag, Zig Allah, plus Allah Zig, Zag-Zig
We addin' more knowledge to your wig


CHORUS


AZ (RZA) {sometimes overlapping each other}
(Word up, word up) Yeah (Wu-Tang, Firm up in this piece know what I
mean?) Holdin' it down stamp of approval, you know? (Get ya brain

washed, you know what I'm sayin'? Get ya muscle tendered & straight)
No doubt, no doubt
(Word up, the black God exists in the physical form, you know?)
The Firm baby, holdin' this, A to the Z, I know what time it is
(Aight) Armageddon

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