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

Mainly stack mine, indeed it's been a time
Let me feed y'all, fruits of life, shut up and eat
Flavors for neighbors, Wallee's to gators
The whole configuration paper
Yo we do this, on the low
If so, we runnin John
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, 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 shed a for that
my gat to throw gear on her back
Damn son, why she takin you that?
She's a part of me, pardon me flow Allah, we we
Wisin up, take of home bases
Then we slide to part and start more hatred
is sacred
The other side of paw, you lie naked
Clothes in the box, go 'head it
Flash back Jew status, moms and get ya boots splattered
average, ya moms had it
Just a broke dumb, full of cum
Ready to haunt something, something of yours
you want something
Growing up fifteen
Watchin how the big rollin wit big cream, big schemes
Quick to ya gat, laser beam
Pool table action black, stacks made my niggas leave
Some be "Let em breathe"
The others wanna deceive, how we make it if we don't achieve?
Right now, catch it a vertical degree yo
We startin our asses, committing burglaries
One got caught, us all off
Threw us in the hell section the boardwalk
how the sword talk
Did he fall off? Did he stand like the hawk that he was in New
Kept the waves on the cross, of course
Come back a little cutty
Risked it for his kids the pain is
We sittin on a better note
Yellin "Peace god, I you love you to death, you thoroughbredable"
The Robbin Hood of the
Sit back, it's all good, spoil it if we call it, we all hood
Ha ha

Killa]
I knowledge born to save 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 to deliver this lesson
While travellin the planet, extending
And for the mind, never ended
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