Wu-Tang Clan - Can It Be All So Simple (Radio Edit)

Can it be that it was all so simple then? Can it be that it was all so simple then? Can it be that it was all so simple then? Can it be that it was all so simple then? Yo, started off on the island, A K Shaolin Robert Whylin, gun shots thrown the phone dialin' Back in the days I'm eight now, makin' a tape now Rae gotta get a plate now Ignorant and mad young, wanted to be the one Till I got blam, blam, thrown one Yeah, my pops was a fiend since sixteen Shootin' that, that's, that sh*** in his blood stream That's the life of a Crimey, real live Crimey And others know the half is behind me Day one, yo, growin' all up in the ghetto Now I'm a weed fiend, jettin' the palmetto In Medina, yo, no doubt the God got crazy clout Pushin' the big joint from down south So if you're filthy stacked up Betta watch ya back and duck 'Cause these fiends they got it cracked up Now my man from up North, now he got the law It's solid as a rock and crazy salt No jokes, I'm not playin', get his folks Desert eagle his joint and put 'em in a yolk And to know for sure, I got reck and rip shop I pointed a gat at the safe box Open it up kid, I want anythin', right now boy, word up Dedicated to the winners and the losers Dedicated to all Jeeps and Land Cruisers Dedicated to the Y's, 850 I's Dedicated to *** who do Dedicated to the Lexus and the AX Dedicated to MPV's phat Yo, kickin' the fly cliches, doin' duets with Rae and A Happens to make my day Though I'm tired of bustin' off shots havin' to rock knots Runnin' up in spots and makin' *** hot I'd rather flip shows instead of those Hangin' on my living room wall My first joint, and it went gold I want to lamp, I want to be in the shade Plus the spot light Gettin' my *** rubbed all night I wanna have me a phat yacht And enough land to go and plant my own sess crops But for now, it just a big dream 'Cause I find myself in the place where I'm last seen My thoughts must be relaxed Be able to maintain 'Cause times is changed and life is strange The glorious days is gone, and everybody's doin' bad Yo, mad lives is up for grabs Brothers, passin' away, I gotta make wakes Receivin' all types of calls from upstate Yo, I can't cope with the pressure, settlin' for lesser The God left lessons on my dresser So I can bloom and blossom, find a new way Continue to make more hits with Rae and A Sunshine plays a major part in the daytime Peace to mankind ghost face carry a black nine Can it be that it was all so simple then? Can it be that it was all so simple then? Can it be that it was all so simple then? Can it be that it was all so simple then? Can it be that? Can it All so simple then? Can it be that it was all Simple then? Can it be? Can it be that it was all so simple then? Can it be that it was all so simple then? Can it be that it was all so simple then? Can it be that it was all so simple then?