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<pre><font size='+2'>THE GRUNGE lyrics RZA</font><br>(feat. Beretta 9)<br />
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[Intro: Beretta 9]<br />
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car 36, 36, we got a situation in progress<br />
<br />
37 between 106th<br />
<br />
we got a possible homicide<br />
<br />
all cars, all cars, we got a situation down<br />
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[RZA]<br />
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Aiyo, toxi` off the grey goose, vodka, shots of hypnotic<br />
<br />
Ya`ll bitches want beef, son, you got it<br />
<br />
Fresh off the bliz-knock, Bob Diz-noc<br />
<br />
Plex on the K.B., son, you get shiz-not<br />
<br />
Right in your hiz-ead, you`ll be diz-ed<br />
<br />
Don`t front on this nigga, I`mma from New York Ci-zey!<br />
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Ya`ll butter pec`, make my nuts weak<br />
<br />
Have me walk around, talkin` backward with stutter speak<br />
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Like tuh tuh tuh tuh tuh, buh buh buh buh<br />
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Butter pec`, make my nutter weak<br />
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And ya`ll crabs down south, you ain`t got a clue<br />
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How it feel to slip in that papi chino power u<br />
<br />
White Cadillac truck just high beamed us<br />
<br />
Mami look like she was Angie Martinez<br />
<br />
I don`t espanol, I play imposter<br />
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I was like "Mamacita, yah yah, que pasa?"<br />
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And slip back to my casa<br />
<br />
She was like "Nigga! You sound like rasta!"<br />
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I`m the ace in the decks...<br />
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[girl speaking spanish]<br />
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[RZA]<br />
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I`m the ace in the deck, still casin` a Tec<br />
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That filled with the taste of the lead, buck buck<br />
<br />
The bass and the treb`, the space in the back<br />
<br />
Where chumps walk by, and they face get slapped<br />
<br />
I`m not known to talk a lot<br />
<br />
Sit on five whips, son, so I don`t walk a lot<br />
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Got ten chicks, so I don`t hawk a lot<br />
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Been around the world, but I love New York a lot<br />
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Especially up in Bedstuy, with those crazy Cuffies<br />
<br />
Or in Fort Green, with those crazy Cuffies<br />
<br />
Ya`ll floss like ya`ll Jay-Z and Puffy`s<br />
<br />
You get robbed, bucked down by a crazy Cuffie<br />
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Bobby! Fuckin` the mics is my hobby<br />
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Fuckin` the mics is my hobby<br />
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[Outro: girl]<br />
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Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby<br />
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(feat. Beretta 9)

[Intro: Beretta 9]

car 36, 36, we got a situation in progress

37 between 106th

we got a possible homicide

all cars, all cars, we got a situation down

[RZA]

Aiyo, toxi` off the grey goose, vodka, shots of hypnotic

Ya`ll bitches want beef, son, you got it

Fresh off the bliz-knock, Bob Diz-noc

Plex on the K.B., son, you get shiz-not

Right in your hiz-ead, you`ll be diz-ed

Don`t front on this nigga, I`mma from New York Ci-zey!

Ya`ll butter pec`, make my nuts weak

Have me walk around, talkin` backward with stutter speak

Like tuh tuh tuh tuh tuh, buh buh buh buh

Butter pec`, make my nutter weak

And ya`ll crabs down south, you ain`t got a clue

How it feel to slip in that papi chino power u

White Cadillac truck just high beamed us

Mami look like she was Angie Martinez

I don`t espanol, I play imposter

I was like "Mamacita, yah yah, que pasa?"

And slip back to my casa

She was like "Nigga! You sound like rasta!"

I`m the ace in the decks...

[girl speaking spanish]

[RZA]

I`m the ace in the deck, still casin` a Tec

That filled with the taste of the lead, buck buck

The bass and the treb`, the space in the back

Where chumps walk by, and they face get slapped

I`m not known to talk a lot

Sit on five whips, son, so I don`t walk a lot

Got ten chicks, so I don`t hawk a lot

Been around the world, but I love New York a lot

Especially up in Bedstuy, with those crazy Cuffies

Or in Fort Green, with those crazy Cuffies

Ya`ll floss like ya`ll Jay-Z and Puffy`s

You get robbed, bucked down by a crazy Cuffie

Bobby! Fuckin` the mics is my hobby

Fuckin` the mics is my hobby

[Outro: girl]

Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby

[car smashing and glass shattering]

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