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INSPECTAH DECK lyrics : "Get Ya Weight Up"

[Intro: Inspectah Deck]
You know what it is... H.G., U.D.Z's.
S.I.N.Y., 10304, get big

Yeah.. Wu-Tang for life

[Inspectah Deck:]

It's like World War IV in the field, daily ordeal
Wolfpack diggin' claws in your mill
Ducking blue coats tossin' the steel, it's all real

My lifetime of crime, I never talk or squeal
And I move with the coldest around, I be holding my ground
And I'mma hold it til I'm thrown in the ground

So I'm blowing rounds and I'm known to carry six
New Jacks in the City, get "Burned" like "Larry Fish"
Daddy rich, (*##$ magnet, I hand you a fix

Spit bricks on the mix and make the avenues flip
Cali grips on the regular, beretta's a fifth
Jumping out, nappy whips, watch ya neck & your wrist

No question I'm reppin' my click, specialist
From the young'ns to O.G., checkin' for this
Play hard on the graveyard shift, cigar split

Far quick, when the %#@! jump off, you heartless
This is S.I.N.Y., Killah Killah Hill
10304, home to gorillas in the field

Yeah, what up all my ^!$$%z out there
10304, home to gorillas in the field


[Chorus: Inspectah Deck]
Ya'll wanna ride with us, get ya weight up
You want it live & direct, get the pay up

From the projects, blocks, we on our way up
Animal Ways of Life, you get ate up
To all my ballers & broad, y'all stay up

Try'nna make a mil' a day before I lay up
Hot like the pot you got, you cook yay' up
I'm with the foulest in town, so play straight up


[Inspectah Deck:]
I hold it with the bolo grip, solo controller strip

Behold, P.L.O. the click, man, it's over with
So quick, notice how we bang with the knuckles bare
House Gang, keep it fresh lik supper ware

The Jungle, Animal House, gat in your mouth
Gamble with the wild life, cannibal out
Give this full course meal in effect, reel to reel or cassette

Or with the mask on peelin' the tech
Killah Hill, man, you feelin' my set, feelin' my rep
Annamette with the top down, wheelin' the 'Vette

Scoop me downtown, cop the bread and back to the 'victs
Twist a blunt in front of Jake and still mash on the strip
Face swift with the rap %#@!, stacking them chips

In the pits, stick %#@!, cats packing them grips
Bad (*##$ with the black six after my dips
She like, this your #~!!@, and she splash my click

See my name on the wall, not a fake or a fraud
^!$$%z straight, like an inmate, try'nna make the board
Make way and dues pay for sure, I lay law, stay raw

Cause a 'massacre' with no 'chainsaw'
Have y'all talk about it, but you don't want war
See my wolves eat the bones and they still want more

We be foaming at the mouth, even, I doubt we leave without eating
So without reason, pounds are squeezing
The lifestyle of fiends and beans, big dreams and CREAM

(*##$es ride like the Scream Machine
Caught a taste of it, the chick strip, clean out the jeans
Next thing she was smuggling !@%!e between the scene


[Chorus]

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