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Moet got me actin like a fuckin in here
Yo god, remember back in the days
When we came a long way and shit,
(No question)
Supposed to be blessin each other on our physical days and
Yaknowimsayin, it's basically
I wanna hit my family wit land and all that
Diamonds and all that, we ran through that chamber

Mainly stack mine, indeed it's been a 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 runnin dolo
First thing, you need if you don't
We carry 'cause it's a real world, show and
In ill words, all my herbs the slurge
Dress nasty like fuck, my bird on the job yo
You got to up, do the worst thing to hurt her heart, damn
Took care of that, shared, even a tear for that
Bust my gat to throw gear on her
Damn son, why she takin you that?
She's a of me, pardon me flow Allah, we sworn we
Wisin up, take of home bases
Then we slide to another part and more hatred
is sacred
The side of that paw, you lie naked
Clothes in the box, go 'head it
Flash back Jew status, salute and get ya boots splattered
average, ya moms had it
Just a young dumb, full of cum
Ready to haunt something, takes something of
Here you want
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
Some be "Let em breathe"
The others deceive, how we gonna make it if we don't achieve?
now, catch it from a vertical degree yo
We startin showin our asses, committing
One got caught, us all off
Threw us in the hell section near the
Wonderin how the sword
Did he fall off? Did he like the hawk that he was in New York?
the waves spinnin on the cross, of course
Come back a little cutty
it for his kids the pain is lost
We back on a better note
"Peace god, I love you love you to death, you thoroughbredable"
The Robbin Hood of the
Sit back, it's all good, won't spoil it if we it, we all hood
Ha ha

[Masta
I make knowledge born to save self, you
Who gon' it, gon' live it
Be is to be a born,

in degrees of knowledge, polished by sun rays
Carving by nine swordsmen to a needle of perfection
It's a to deliver this lesson
While travellin the planet, extending
And vote for the mind, ended
We now send it long winded,
Infital, Digital, Abbot of the Shaolin now
Wit knowledge and
The original style begin, birth of the Wu-Tang Clan