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

Mainly stack mine, it's been a long time
Let me feed y'all, fruits of life, shut up and eat
for neighbors, Wallee's down to gators
The whole configuration paper
Yo we do this, on the low
If so, we runnin dolo
First thing, you if you don't know
We carry 'cause it's a real world, show and
In ill words, all my herbs know the
Dress like fuck, keep my bird 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
my gat to throw gear on her back
Damn son, why she you through that?
She's a part of me, pardon me Allah, we sworn we
Wisin up, take care of bases
Then we slide to another part and more hatred
Life is
The side of that paw, you lie naked
Clothes in the box, go 'head it
Flash back Jew status, salute moms and get ya boots
average, ya moms had it
Just a young dumb, full of cum
Ready to haunt something, something of yours
Here you 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
Some be "Let em breathe"
The others wanna deceive, how we gonna it if we don't achieve?
Right now, catch it from a vertical 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 fall off? Did he stand like the hawk that he was in New
the waves spinnin on the cross, of course
Come back a little endorse
Risked it for his kids the is lost
We back on a better note
Yellin "Peace god, I love you you to death, you thoroughbredable"
The Robbin of the hood
Sit back, it's all good, won't spoil it if we it, we all hood
Ha ha

Killa]
I make knowledge born to self, you know?
Who live it, gon' live it
Be is to be a born,

Soaked in degrees of knowledge, by sun rays
Carving by nine swordsmen to a point of perfection
It's a blessing to this lesson
While the planet, extending development
And vote for the mind, never
We now send it winded, descended
Infital, Bobby Digital, Abbot of the now
Wit and wisdom
The sword style begin, birth of the Wu-Tang Clan