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

Mainly stack mine, indeed been 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 configuration paper
Yo we do this, on the low
If so, we John dolo
thing, you need if you don't know
We 'cause it's a real world, show and prove
In ill words, all my herbs know the
Dress nasty fuck, keep my bird on the job yo
You got to straighten up, do the 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 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
in the box, go 'head take it
Flash Jew status, salute moms and get ya boots splattered
average, ya moms had it
Just a broke dumb, full of cum
Ready to haunt something, takes something of
you want something
Growing up fifteen
how the big niggas rollin wit big cream, big schemes
Quick to ya gat, laser beam
Pool action black, hundred stacks made my niggas leave
Some be "Let em breathe"
The others deceive, how we gonna make it if we don't achieve?
Right now, catch it from a vertical yo
We startin our asses, committing burglaries
One got caught, us all off
Threw us in the hell section the boardwalk
Wonderin how the sword
Did he fall off? Did he stand the hawk that he was in New York?
the waves spinnin on the cross, of course
Come back a little endorse
Risked it for his kids the is lost
We sittin back on a better
Yellin "Peace god, I love you you to death, you thoroughbredable"
The Robbin Hood of the
Sit back, it's all good, won't spoil it if we it, we all hood
Ha ha

[Masta
I knowledge born to save self, you know?
Who gon' live it, 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
a blessing to deliver this lesson
While travellin the planet, extending
And for the mind, never ended
We now it long winded, descended
Infital, Bobby Digital, of the Shaolin now
Wit knowledge and
The sword style begin, birth of the Wu-Tang Clan