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[Verse 1: Masta Killa] Listen; calm nerve with the best herb Meditation good for the mastermind expansion Nothing diluted or tampered Rhyme raw, you snort it'll make your nose bleed My words on paper take shape and form Killarmy's that bomb atomically, you've been warned Your family will mourn the lose, you rap wannabees Testing the true MC, why risk it? You're better off slicing your wrists, don't miss You shoot you better hit me Peace to my brother Slick original foundation Stack brick like a master mason, when I build Real ill like an NFL skill drill still Yo 9th, let's snatch about 10 mil and chill [Verse 2: Cappadonna] Me and my nigga 9th Prince hopped off the cactus Hit out Jerus', all crazy and hostile Gotta watch out for the pop out boys they might pop you Stop on any block, twist [?] Honies everywhere, yo the Gods is Power Half the floor's on something, slip in the bar Killa hill Army, yo take a flick of the stars Champagne in the spotlight panties and bras Educated rich black kids, with scars At the Farrakhan march yo the world is ours The glitter, all in my family, the trucks and cars Never dumb black people, thoughts travel to Mars Then we add on to life by constantly elevating Avoid the bitch niggas that's out there ovulating [Hook: Brie] Just something know, this is my life and [?] [Verse 3: 9th Prince] Egyptology try not to acknowledge thee Verbal biology biochemical poetry Stroll the streets, black Jesus looking for a Judas Heirs appointed hazardous to your brain not to pursue this I open up your imagination like George Lucas And leave the microphone spinning like a cyclone Headed for the red zone You niggas are fake, like titties with silicone Make way, only a few can stay Those that stray get sprayed with the AK Western civilization psychology try to follow me Demolish me. me and my Killarmy But I'm in tune with the universe like I study cosmology Killah with the flow is my policy Raise your flag is this hip-hop democracy Here I come hear the sounds and feel the vibration of my drums African descendant, transcendent My evolutionary origin begins Way back when scientists started figuring The 9th Prince has no beginning or ending Rappers still pretending, and selling niggas the illusion Where's the contribution, I rewrite the Constitution Cappadonna, my persona's filled with honor The 9th Prince carry on the Wu-Tang Saga [Hook: Brie]