Let's take 'em back! [Royce Da 5'9":] Yeah! '94 shit. Uh, as the preacher takes the pulpit, Fix your coat, prepare for 40 below spit, Seven days of Heaven's ways and Hell's hangups, Chris and Ryan again, and we wishin' anybody who wasn't wishin' us well bankrupt A L and whatever else ain't up. As far as me, I'm still caught up in all the gun shit, Still callin' my bullets expendables ‘cause it's hard to believe I can fit all of them boys in one clip. I squeeze off and the streets start tremblin', It's way too many niggas that seen shit, too many witnesses, Up and down with their visions of what a street nigga is, I call it the see-saw syndrome, Syndrome maybe-you-make-a-mistake, you lose. And this is for the real hip-hop niggas Who will never ever ever ask me am I here to replace Guru. [DJ Premier & Royce da 5'9":] —Word, that's what you feel up in this track? Let a bitch nigga try to shit on that! —Oh, what you tryna rap now? —Ha ha! Yeah, yo, Royce! —What up, man! —We just lampin' in the studio. You know, doin' our thing. —Okay. —We buggin' out, you know. —Right. —A little test run so... —So I need you to speak with your hands. On the count of three everybody now! One. Two. Three. Go! Talk to 'em. Who stepped up in this rap game, a sane actin' fool. Me and Preem, both names go together. Lot of niggas frontin' like they're ill. [DJ Premier & Royce da 5'9":] Word! I think it's time to move on to the next one! Ha ha ha ha ha!
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