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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 days and shit
You what I'm sayin', it's like basically
I wanna hit my family with land and all of that
Diamonds and all that, we ran through that chamber

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

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

Life is
The other side of that paw, you lie
Clothes in the box, go take it
Flash Jew status, salute Moms and get ya boots splattered
Batting average, ya had it
Just a young dumb, full of cum
Ready to haunt something, takes something of
Here you want something, up around fifteen

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

Threw us in the section near the boardwalk
how the sword talk
Did he off? Did he stand like the hawk that he was in New York?
Kept the 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 love you love you to death, you
The Robin of the hood
Sit back, it's all good, won't spoil it if we it, we all hood
Ha ha

I knowledge born to save 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 needle of perfection
It's a blessing to deliver this
While the planet, extending development
And vote for the mind, never
We now it long winded, descended
Infital, Bobby Digital, of the Shaolin now
With knowledge and
The sword style begin, birth of the Wu-Tang Clan