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Moet got me actin' a fuckin' goat in here
Yo God, remember back in the days
When we came a long way and shit,
(No question)
to be blessin' each other on our physical days and shit
You know I'm sayin', it's like basically
I wanna hit my with like land and all of that
Diamonds and all that, we ran through that dunn

stack mine, indeed it's been a long time
Let me feed y'all, fruits of life, shut up and eat
for neighbors, Wallee's down to gators
The configuration stackin' paper
Yo we do this, on the low
If so, we John Dolo
First thing, you need if you don't
We carry 'cuz it's a world, show and prove

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

is sacred
The other of that 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 broke young dumb, of cum
Ready to something, takes something of yours
Here you want something, growing up around

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

Threw us in the hell section the boardwalk
how the sword talk
Did he off? Did he stand like the hawk that he was in New York?
Kept the waves on the cross, of course
back a little Cutty endorse
Risked it for his the pain 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, it's all good, spoil it if we call it, we all hood
Ha ha

I make knowledge born to self, you know?
Who gonna live it, gonna live it, be is to be a born, I mean?
Soaked in degrees of knowledge, polished by sun
Carving by nine to a needle point of perfection
It's a blessing to deliver lesson
travellin' the planet, extending development
And vote for the mind, ended
We now send it long winded,
Infital, Digital, Abbot of the Shaolin now
With knowledge and
The original sword style begin, birth of the Wu-Tang