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

Mainly mine, indeed it's been a long time
Let me feed y'all, fruits of life, up and eat y'all
Flavors for neighbors, Wallee's to gators
The configuration stackin' paper
Yo we do this, on the low
If so, we runnin' John
First thing, you need if you know
We carry 'cuz it's a world, show and prove

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

Life is
The other of that paw, you lie naked
in the box, go 'head take it
Flash back Jew status, salute Moms and get ya splattered
average, ya Mom's had it
Just a broke dumb, full 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 flash ya gat, beam
Pool table action black, hundred stacks made my leave
be sayin', "Let em breathe"
The others wanna deceive, how we gonna it if we don't achieve?
Right now, catch it from a 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 fall off? Did he stand like the hawk he was in New York?
Kept the spinnin' on the cross, of course
Come back a little endorse
Risked it for his the pain is lost
We back 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, won't it if we call it, we all hood
Ha ha

I make knowledge to save self, you know?
Who gonna it, gonna live it, be is to be a born, know I mean?
Soaked in of knowledge, polished by sun rays
Carving by nine swordsmen to a point of perfection
It's a to deliver this lesson
While the planet, extending development
And vote for the mind, never
We now send it long winded,
Infital, Bobby Digital, Abbot of the now
knowledge and wisdom
The original style begin, birth of the Wu-Tang Clan