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

stack mine, indeed it's been a long time
Let me feed y'all, of life, shut 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 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 know the
Dress nasty fuck, keep my bird on the job yo
You got to straighten up, do the worst thing to her heart, damn
Took care of that, shared, even shed a for that
Bust my gat to throw gear on her
Damn son, why she takin you through
She's a part of me, me flow Allah, we sworn we
Wisin up, care of home bases
Then we slide to part and start more hatred
is sacred
The other side of that paw, you lie
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 young dumb, of cum
Ready to haunt something, something of yours
Here you something
up around fifteen
Watchin how the big niggas rollin wit big cream, big
to flash ya gat, laser beam
Pool table action black, hundred stacks made my niggas
Some be "Let em breathe"
The others wanna deceive, how we make it if we don't achieve?
Right now, it from a vertical degree 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 off? Did he stand like the hawk that he was in New York?
Kept the waves spinnin on the cross, of
back a little cutty endorse
Risked it for his the pain is lost
We sittin on a better note
"Peace god, I love 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

Killa]
I make born 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 swordsmen to a point of perfection
It's a to deliver this lesson
While travellin the planet, development
And vote for the mind, never
We now send it long winded,
Infital, Bobby Digital, of the Shaolin now
Wit and wisdom
The original sword style begin, birth of the Clan