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Moet got me actin' like a goat 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 physical and shit
You what I'm sayin', it's like basically
I wanna hit my family with like land and all of
Diamonds and all that, we ran that chamber dunn

stack mine, indeed it's been a long time
Let me feed y'all, of life, shut up and eat y'all
Flavors for neighbors, Wallee's down to
The whole configuration paper
Yo we do this, on the low
If so, we John Dolo
First thing, you if you don't know
We carry 'cuz 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 up, do the worst thing to hurt her heart, damn
Took care of that, shared, shed a tear for that
Bust my gat to gear 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 care of home
Then we to another part and start more hatred

is sacred
The other side of paw, you lie naked
in the box, go 'head take it
Flash back Jew status, salute Moms and get ya splattered
Batting average, ya had it
Just a broke dumb, full of cum
Ready to haunt something, something of yours
Here you want something, up around fifteen

Watchin' how the big niggas wit big cream, big schemes
to flash ya gat, laser beam
Pool table action black, stacks made my niggas leave
be sayin', "Let em breathe"
The others wanna deceive, how we gonna make it if we achieve?
Right now, it from a vertical degree yo
We showin' our asses, committing burglaries
One got caught, us all off

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

I make knowledge born to save self, you
Who gonna live it, live 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
It's a to deliver this lesson
travellin' the planet, extending development
And for the mind, never ended
We now it long winded, descended
Infital, Bobby Digital, Abbot of the now
With knowledge and
The sword style begin, birth of the Wu-Tang Clan