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Moet got me actin a fuckin goat in here
Yo god, remember 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
Yaknowimsayin, like 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 a long time
Let me feed y'all, fruits of life, up and eat y'all
Flavors for neighbors, Wallee's down to
The whole stackin paper
Yo we do this, on the low
If so, we runnin John
First thing, you need if you don't
We 'cause it's a real world, show and prove
In ill words, all my herbs the slurge
Dress nasty like fuck, keep my on the job yo
You got to straighten up, do the worst thing to hurt her heart,
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 part of me, pardon me Allah, we sworn we
Wisin up, take of home bases
Then we slide to another and start more hatred
Life is
The other of that paw, you lie naked
in the box, go 'head take 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 of yours
you want something
Growing up around
Watchin how the big rollin wit big cream, big schemes
Quick to flash ya gat, beam
Pool table black, hundred stacks made my niggas leave
be sayin "Let em breathe"
The others 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
Wonderin how the sword
Did he fall off? Did he stand like the that he was in New York?
Kept the spinnin on the cross, of course
Come a little cutty endorse
Risked it for his kids the pain is
We sittin back on a note
"Peace god, I love you love you to death, you thoroughbredable"
The Hood of the hood
Sit back, all good, won't spoil it if we call it, we all hood
Ha ha

[Masta
I make knowledge to save self, you know?
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 point of perfection
It's a to deliver this lesson
While travellin the planet, development
And for the mind, never ended
We now send it long winded,
Infital, Digital, Abbot of the Shaolin now
Wit knowledge and
The original sword style begin, birth of the Clan