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

stack mine, indeed it's been a long time
Let me feed y'all, fruits of life, shut up and eat
Flavors for neighbors, Wallee's down to
The whole 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 straighten up, do the worst thing to hurt her heart,
Took care of that, shared, even a tear for that
my gat to throw gear on her back
Damn son, why she takin you that?
She's a of me, pardon me flow Allah, we sworn we
Wisin up, take care of bases
we slide to another part and start more hatred
Life is
The other of that paw, you lie naked
Clothes in the box, go take it
Flash Jew status, salute moms and get ya boots splattered
average, ya moms had it
Just a young dumb, full of cum
Ready to haunt something, something of yours
Here you want
up around fifteen
Watchin how the big niggas wit big cream, big schemes
Quick to flash ya gat, laser
Pool table black, hundred stacks made my niggas leave
be sayin "Let em breathe"
The others wanna deceive, how we gonna 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
us in the hell section near the boardwalk
Wonderin how the talk
Did he fall off? Did he stand the hawk that he was in New York?
Kept the waves on the cross, of course
Come back a little endorse
Risked it for his kids the pain is
We sittin back on a note
Yellin "Peace god, I love you you to death, you thoroughbredable"
The Hood of the hood
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 gon' it, gon' live it
Be is to be a born,

Soaked in of knowledge, polished by sun rays
Carving by nine swordsmen to a needle of perfection
a blessing to deliver this lesson
While the planet, extending development
And vote for the mind, never
We now send it long winded,
Infital, Bobby Digital, Abbot of the now
Wit knowledge and
The original style begin, birth of the Wu-Tang Clan