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Sunz of Man

Sunz of Man is a Wu-Tang Clan affiliated group that currently consists of Prodigal Sunn, Hell Razah, 60 Second Assassin, Shabazz the Disciple and Killah Priest. The group's first incarnation also included 7th Ambassador and Supreme. It is one of the earliest and most successful of Wu affiliates along with Killarmy, basing much of its lyrical content on biblical stories, social issues, conspiracy theories, and a dose of Five Percenter teachings. more »

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1998

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Aiyyo this rap game ain't what it seems 
Artists get cream turn fiend 
Selling people a dream 

Aiyyo  you rappers don't amuse me wit your crystals or oozies 
Industry groupies  living after movies 
They scarfaced my race  some support hate 
Lifes a court date  some die to escape so hold your weight 
You niggas brag too much  f*ck wit us we bag you up 
And use the same clique that you thought would back you up 
It's nine eight eliminate bait and open gates 
Enough with chains and whips lets make brains eclipse 
We all claim we rich, hold thugs in crypts 
Forgot about the seeds growing up seven to six 
F*ck a Benz wit tints I got the razor prints 
Y'all rappers love idols there it is I'm convinced 
Burn my contract, mental combat 
And stomp your battle rap wit a Vietnam track 
Red and white Sadaam rap sippin Cognac 
I bet you didn't loopb know that the real Jews are black 
I tell the truth cat where your mind chooses at 
The world or the heavens? 
God or the reverend? 
Your girl or your weapon? 
Christ armageddon armageddon (geddon) 

[Chorus: x4] 

Here in this life 
Big cities a dream on the low is the scheme 
A fiend that clock green without jockin somebodys sting 
About the plot 
You pull the ox who pull the stash outlock 
Yo wuddup I, about ready to pull the rabbit out the top 
Platinum gold oops upside your knot 
Now nigga stop now nigga please 
You ain't really ready to roll them sleeves 
With your three degrees forty below nothin but recipes 
Tight jeans, hype and don't know what nuthin means 
Acting like you Billie Jean selling How to be a Fiend 
When your loves about black marketing a nigga for his cream 
And the big apple it ain't always what it seems 
You might get fooled she's a queen 
From out of town wagging her swing 
All around with she glasses and women asses is what made men jack asses 
Everything including your company jacket 
And niggas asses for your ransom 
And next thing you know they got a nigga dancin 
Chancin him out of his advancements 
And how y'all gonna pay back these back taxes? 
This ain't healthy for your assets 
It's like your face done been bashed in your career ain't happning 
After the monkey wrenches and forks done been stabbed in 

Intruiging to the ear but bitter to the heart 
I begin to take part in The Art of Dart Throwin 
Starring the Wu-Tang swordsmen 
Raindrops fall the block remains hot 
Steam rises from the street which forms the clouds that I move through 
Renew my stainless sword style 
Allah has spoken the golden code of silence has been broken 
Mic terrorist shroom brew wickedness improves 
As I ascend and expand extend I seen men 
Fall from greats trying to trace the origin 
But there is no beginning or end to the lifeline 
Sunz of Man forever shine through the mic line 

[Chorus: x4] 

I say a case of a rap star, permanent scar caught in the rapture 
Of the bar code, he was more sold like Old Gold 
Paraseuco industy whore bitches adore 
Truly yours, feeling me more enemies fall 
I'll and hardcore ready for tour shakin breakin jaws 
Makin new laws open the doors healing my sores 
Blessing the poor, the art of war we less a boar 
Verse one we guard a star and the starting artist 
Another target on your market style is garbage 
You get bombarded whole clique slapped retarded 
Pussy harded mcs bleed slugs to the body 
It's physical domination lyrical laceration brutal termination 
When you f*ck wit the federation, collaboratin wit my nation 
Discussing allegations conversating about the downfall of Satan 
Ghetto frustration keeps my head piece achin 
Constant motivation keeps my world in rotation 

[Chorus: x8]

Cars? Women? Huh livin lovely? Phat houses? 
What you think its about? 
Not gettin paid? Havin fame? Havin everybody lovin you runnin up to you? 
What you think its about? 
Think its about teaching? Think its about givin up jewelz? 
Givin something for the children to look up to? 
What you think its about? 

This rap game, y'all gotta figure that out
This rap game

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