Intro (School for the Blindman)

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[Intro] You're here to learn kung fu, remember? This is not a rest home Now go on, do some practice [Verse] Get it, get, get it Fuck the fool, volume one (wake the fuck up) Bronze Nazareth Stand up, I'm rollin' Get up, get up (you tryin' to get up) Get it, man You know who that is Kung fu, nigga, yeah Yeah, what up? What up to my nigga Silver Rings (just one ring, son) Yeah, Kevlaar My nigga Chief, yeah What up, hellraiser? What's up, nigga? Dreddy What up to the Maccabees What about black market niggas? Peace to the Wu-Tang Clan Ninjas What up, Jesa Ghosts, Masta Killa What up, RZA? All my killеr army niggas, what up? Bone collectors Sons of man niggas, what up? Prodigal nigga, what up? Yeah, sugar bang bang, what up? My gun rulе niggas So leave us, a live thrill Street niggas Joy road, moon god, origin LA the Darkman, I'm sending another son, what up, kid? Fuck you at? Eastern Avenue Mad avenue, nigga, raw Fourth disciple, what up, son? Wanna get immortal, what up, son? Total king Be wise and what up, nigga? Blow razz Shabazz (nigga fuck, what up, nigga?) What up chokehold? What up to my nigga Dre? Sign these niggas What's going on, baby? Let me get some light, man Go fuck with all them hoes, man, ha ha What up to all them weak-ass industry faggot niggas, man Ay, thoughtful food, nigga, let's go This is thoughtful food, get it, nigga
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- Bronze Nazareth