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  RZA - Try Ya Ya Ya

  LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang

  You can't do me nothing, you won't succeed

  You moving fast, reduce your speed

  Weak producers, imitate my beat

  When they face me, make 'em kiss my feet

  You can't break me, you get deflected

  Can't remake me, already perfected

  Wu-Tang slang, to disrespect it

  Your heart get pierced from hard darts ejected

  I walk wit a pocket computer, out talk the prosecutor

  Slipped through these metal detectors with plastic German lugers

  With all rubber bullets, my dogs, they love to pull it

  Stay black hooded, dunn, Timberland footed

  Deadly dialect, Digitech, I'm six steps ahead

  Spread like plague, plus I wire taped the feds

  Brain wave manipulation, radios in my head

  Sip Colloidal silver, immune cells get fed

  Deflecting viruses, I'm overcoming biases

  True lion of Judah, bout to reclaim the lioness

  Devil expiration date, time to set the nation straight

  You should pay attention to the words I articulate

  You can't do me nothing, you won't succeed

  You moving fast, reduce your speed

  Weak producers, imitate my beat

  When they face me, make 'em kiss my feet

  You can't break me, you get deflected

  Can't remake me, already perfected

  Wu-Tang slang, to disrespect it

  Your heart get pierced from hard darts ejected

  Goodie goodie, I walk it out in the hoodie

  And let my shoulder lean, just some gangsta boogie...

  You now rocking with the best, Compton's finest with finesse

  By the dress code and approach, you can tell I bang the left

  West Side of the coast, everybody's cutthroat

  Bitches love to start shit, they also love to deep throat

  Three wheel and hundred spokes, while I'm blowing chronic smoke

  Turning corner after corner, with my Southern Cal folk

  But the underground in the city life, it ain't a playground

  I'm loyal, dedicated, always ready to throw down

  My morals, and my values, retire up on the richter

  Speak this vivid, so you clearly get the picture

  And description of a real one, standing in your mist

  I don't just talk, I walk this Killa Cal shit

  Footprints of a legend as a I paint the concrete

  King of the jungle, still no one can compete

  With my entourage, call ya squad, I checkmate 'em with a pawn

  Seven moves ahead to off your head, it won't take that long

  Seven moves ahead to off your head, it won't take that long

  You can't do me nothing, you won't succeed

  You moving fast, reduce your speed

  Weak producers, imitate my beat

  When they face me, make 'em kiss my feet

  You can't break me, you get deflected

  Can't remake me, already perfected

  Wu-Tang slang, to disrespect it

  Your heart get pierced from hard darts ejected

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