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WU-TANG CLAN lyrics : "Can It Be All So Simple"

[Intro: Raekwon the Chef]

(Can it be that it was all so simple then)

KnowhatI'msayin, take you on this lyrical high real quick
Nineteen ninety three exoticness
KnowhatI'msayin, let's get technical

Where's your bone at, get up on that %#@! aight
Yo!!


[Verse One:]

Started off on the island, AK Shaolin

^!$$%z whylin, gun shots thrown the phone dialin
Back in the days of eight now, makin a tape now
Rae gotta get a plate now

Ignorant and mad young, wanted to be the one
Till I got (BAM! BAM!) thrown one
Yeah, my pops was a fiend since sixteen

Shootin' that (that's that %#@!!) in his blood stream
That's the life of a crimey, real live crimey
If ^!$$%s know the half is behind me

Day one, yo, growin all up in the ghetto
Now I'm a weed fiend, jettin the Palmetto
In Medina, yo no doubt the God got crazy clout

Pushin the big joint from down South
So if you're filthy stacked up
Betta watch ya back and duck

Cause these fiends they got it cracked up
Now my man from up north, now he got the law
It's solid as a rock and crazy salt

No jokes, I'm not playin, get his folks
Desert Eagle his dick and put 'em in a yolk (AAH!)
And to know for sure, I got reck and rip shop

I pointed a gat at his mother's knot
(Yo, Rae, don't do that %#@!, man! Don't do that %#@!! )
$#&@ that


[Chorus]
[Raekwon] Dedicated to the winners and the losers

(Can it be that it was all so simple then?)
[Ghost Face Killer] Dedicated to all jeeps and land cruisers
(Can it be that it was all so simple then?)

[Raekwon] Dedicated to the Y's, 850-I's
(Can it be that it was all so simple then?)
[Ghost Face Killer] Dedicated to ^!$$%s who do drive-bys

(Can it be that it was all so simple then?)
[Raekwon] Dedicated to the Lexus and the Ax
(Can it be that it was all so simple then?)

[Ghost Face Killer] Dedicated to MPV's phat!
(Can it be that it was all so simple then?)
[Raekwon] Nigguh, yeah, yeah!


[Verse Two: Ghostface Killer]


Yo!
Kickin the fly cliches
Doin duets with Rae and A, happens to make my day

Though I'm tired of bustin off shots havin to rock knots
Runnin up in spots and makin %#@! hot
I'd rather flip shows instead of those

Hangin on my living room wall
My first joint, and it went gold
I want to lamp, I want to be in the shade

Plus the spot light
Gettin my dick rubbed all night
I wanna have me a phat yacht

And enough land to go and plant my own sess crops
But for now, it just a big dream
Cause I find myself in the place where I'm last seen

My thoughts must be relaxed
Be able to maintain
Cause times is changed and life is strange

The glorious days is gone, and everybody's doin' bad
Yo, mad lives is up for grabs
Brothers, passin away, I gotta make wakes

Receivin all types of calls from upstate
Yo, I can't cope with the pressure
Settlin for lesser
The god left lessons on my dresser
So I can bloom and blossom, find a new way

Continue to make hits with Rae and A
Sunshine plays a major part in the daytime
[Peace to mankind Ghostface carry a black nine, ^!$$%
Word up
It's on like that]


(Can it be that it was all so simple then)

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