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Moet got me actin' like a fuckin' in here
Yo God, remember back in the days
When we a long way and shit, man?
(No question)
Supposed to be blessin' each other on our days and shit
You know what I'm sayin', like basically
I wanna hit my family with like and all of that
Diamonds and all that, we ran through that chamber

Mainly stack mine, indeed it's been a time
Let me y'all, fruits of life, shut up and eat y'all
Flavors for neighbors, Wallee's to gators
The whole stackin' paper
Yo we do this, on the low
If so, we runnin' Dolo
thing, you need if you don't know
We 'cuz it's a real world, show and prove

In ill words, all my know the slurge
Dress nasty like fuck, keep my on the job yo
You got to straighten up, do the worst to hurt her heart, damn
Took of that, shared, even shed a tear for that
Bust my gat to throw on her back
Damn son, why she takin' you through
She's a part of me, pardon me flow Allah, we we
Wisin' up, take of home bases
Then we slide to part and start more hatred

Life is
The other side of paw, you lie naked
Clothes in the box, go take it
Flash back Jew status, salute and get ya boots splattered
average, ya Mom's had it
Just a young dumb, full of cum
Ready to haunt something, takes of yours
you want something, growing up around fifteen

Watchin' how the big rollin' wit big cream, big schemes
Quick to flash ya gat, beam
table action black, hundred stacks made my niggas leave
be sayin', "Let em breathe"
The others wanna deceive, how we gonna make it if we don't
Right now, it from a vertical degree yo
We startin' our asses, committing burglaries
One got caught, us all off

Threw us in the hell near the boardwalk
Wonderin' how the sword
Did he fall off? Did he stand like the hawk he was in New York?
Kept the waves on the cross, of course
Come back a Cutty endorse
Risked it for his kids the is lost
We sittin' on a better note
Yellin,' "Peace God," I love you you to death, you thoroughbredable
The Robin of the hood
Sit back, all good, won't spoil it if we call it, we all hood
Ha ha

I make knowledge born to self, you know?
Who gonna live it, gonna it, be is to be a born, know I mean?
in degrees of knowledge, polished by sun rays
Carving by nine swordsmen to a point of perfection
a blessing to deliver this lesson
While the planet, extending development
And vote for the mind, ended
We now send it long winded,
Infital, Bobby Digital, of the Shaolin now
knowledge and wisdom
The original sword style begin, birth of the Clan