(Make me yours) He get out of line, his fucking arm You know how it go, up Ain't playing no games with these man at all, man, no more, none of that
Aiyyo, jump out the Acura, heavy, what's popping? Us locking the game, word to hand on the lock men Street gwop, eats, sweep blocks This is a message, ain't go no grams, we beat box
Study like lessons, niggaz in the biting the grain You knowing where it came from, it You we wasn't coming? You dumbing, you blunted again Watch Lex get dough out your pocket
Rhyme all 'pallegic can't nothing move when I When I lines it's law out in Egypt Love ups, don't need no batteries now, The niggaz that'll glow'll be us
Yo, throw me in Sin City, leave me the vultures and bats Then give me two weeks to bubble like Kim Dirt Dog, we miss you, now it's to murder the game 'Cuz if things change, you it ain't against Wu
What am I supposed to Yeah Somebody me what do I do am I supposed to say? Yeah
We keep it hot, keep the on the block We never stop, drawing up until it begin to drop Raining with the of puzzles That was in the year of the dragon More raw than you could imagine
How much of a great to a rap city the youth is organically fed From the witty, unpredictable talent, natural game is Analyze the picture, the portrait, the
A Cuban Link Chef cooks spaghetti that's nigga whose tomatoes are sun dried He gave y'all whiplash from bling bling But my rhyme'll give you hot flash and swings
shed light on divine secrets then science leaked it For the lower level creatures that can't it I observe MCs, from a neighboring world Which is ten times the
am I supposed to say? Yeah Somebody tell me do I do
Let the track wind and your mind flow Remain conscious on ride to ya best ability Infinity, back to the of which it came Energy, see it forms
Atoms being born, ending On and on and on and travel me Not trying to convince the pack it's a fact For those who can't adapt, I lived it, shitted it We have
You'll feel the impact of the truth I'll squeeze The brain feels pop, hip hop, locked in texts Fat checks, fly whips, jewelry, Enough kicks, crown, buttoned down
your white T lies the four pound This is forty-five minutes of Dismantling any MC opponent stepping in the Get your blown
What am I supposed to say? tell me what do I do
Observe the word, when I speak, it's the truth heard to the curb, Wu classic is the new birth Spreading the blessing seven continents Arm of the trench, there's no form of
Entertainment, nine swords swing Check the techniques, bow to The Abbott Witty, unpredictable, individual if it's actual, talent and it's natural
Game, rugged like the train, it in your vein I and I, or die, under the name W-U, the primary, secondary Definitely not necessary, the
You printed the blueprints to do this Moving the youth in the Spitting poison tipped darts that rip Through the chest when I my sick art
Speaking my mind, fall in line when I mine Still in my prime, still'll shine 'til it quit If this is a crime, me guilty, I'm so sublime So with rhymes, same slacking is asanine
Revealing the truth, catching feelings, still the Wu Gorilla the booth, body armored, I'm proof In proof, I'm the wittiest, unpredictable talented rap motherfucker you ever listened to
I'm a hustler, I grind my pack is done Get a seed mad so they crack and run Can't nobody fuck with me, I'm just too Smack niggas in head every time I write
Yo, I'm straight from Park Hill the guns is popping Where them little kids do they grocery shopping Go to fucked up, it's Africa Island We in the bricks but inside it's nothing but talent