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Moet got me actin like a fuckin in here
Yo god, back in the days god?
we came a long 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 family wit like land and all
Diamonds and all that, we ran through that dunn

Mainly stack mine, indeed it's a long time
Let me feed y'all, of life, shut up and eat y'all
for neighbors, Wallee's down to gators
The configuration stackin paper
Yo we do this, on the low
If so, we runnin John
thing, you need if you don't know
We carry 'cause it's a 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 up, do the worst thing to hurt her heart, damn
Took care of that, shared, even a tear for that
Bust my gat to gear on her back
son, why she takin you through that?
She's a part of me, pardon me Allah, we sworn we
Wisin up, care of home bases
Then we slide to another part and start hatred
Life is
The other side of that paw, you lie
Clothes in the box, go 'head it
back 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 something
Growing up around
Watchin how the big niggas wit big cream, big schemes
to flash ya gat, laser beam
Pool action black, hundred stacks made my niggas leave
be sayin "Let em breathe"
The others wanna deceive, how we gonna make it if we 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 hell section the boardwalk
Wonderin how the talk
Did he fall Did he stand like the hawk that he was in New York?
the waves spinnin on the cross, of course
Come back a little cutty
Risked it for his the pain is lost
We sittin on a better note
Yellin "Peace god, I you love you to death, you thoroughbredable"
The Robbin of the hood
Sit back, it's all good, won't spoil it if we call it, we all
Ha ha

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

in degrees of knowledge, polished by sun rays
Carving by nine to a needle point of perfection
It's a to deliver this lesson
While travellin the planet, extending
And vote for the mind, never
We now send it long winded,
Infital, Bobby Digital, of the Shaolin now
Wit knowledge and
The original sword style begin, birth of the Wu-Tang