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{sounds of sword
"words don't you" (x4)

deck]
Yo, I got sight beyond like the sword of omen
Beats are broken by the wise words spoken
livin, driven by blood money hunger
Snakes lay, waitin impatiently to steal thunder
We sharp, state-of-the-art, tear the stage apart
sharp poison darts raid the charts
Through the underground, are found changin bounds
The gun sparks like the bloodhound and hunts ya
The hood life, I'm in it to the
quit it for a digit, die for it 'cause I live it
Before I let go, have correct
I my shit off, I'm out to blow the lid off, alert the metro
I glow like a lazer lights show, your eyes
Vibrant, true colors, I swift and silent
Livin by the day, hearts are cold winter nights
Got a hot 10 on the in this game of life
in tune, immune to snake bites
Roll the blue coats with no lights, late night
Smooth criminal, born on a lyrical high
miracles before your 3rd eye
Sir I light up the table
Lockin the king's crown, to hold it down stable
Fatal tech 9's could make mines duties
Fatal seduce me, used by a hootie and the blowfish groupie
Unruley, fists of fury fly
Cash still rules, ain't nothin new, tuck your

"words help you" (x2)

[chorus: deck]
sound-sound like they real top guns
But this a true sound, a champion
Rock the mic in session
Reign number 1, no

deck]
Just when you thought it was
To a name for yourself, the blows delf
You get for your belt, run your garments
Feather-weights don't know what you in
Revolvin in fantasy, ya dilute the
My hip hop quoted as an uncontrolled
Rough the beginnin, whispered in my blood
Since my child days, blazed, on entery level
50 jackets are found, no sign of rebel
The iyatollah, kenny rogers in the game of high
Side-kick, hands the dice thrower
Amputate tracks, blow the mic holder
Godlen ax blade come down, the mic's
Takin in the rover, nobel street soldier
Deep cover mission, rap spies be my
I.n.s. a.k.a. j. hunter, gunner
Known to the funky drummer
Hunter city tour for the
The last dog, wu forever roar through 4 runner
My team put up jordan-like numbers
Small wonder, get your welcome mats snatched up under
cold feet, jacked your whole feat and mad a whole mil'
No with no skills and bounded to steal
is real, wu part 2 spark you
Reality bites with teeth marks a shark do
Niggaz by the carpool, gods rule
If I own rocks, got me toxy at the bar stool
Me and my girl the underworld, duckin feds
Can't the blood of my swords, double-edged

"words help you" (x4)

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