(Make me yours) He get out of line, his fucking arm You how it go, word up Ain't no games with these niggaz man None at all, man, no more, none of
Aiyyo, jump out the Acura, crazy heavy, what's Us locking the game, to every hand on the lock men Street gwop, everybody eats, sweep This is a message, go no grams, we gon' beat box
Study like lessons, niggaz in the biting the grain You where it came from, stop it You thought we coming? You dumbing, you blunted again Watch Lex get that dough out pocket
Rhyme all 'pallegic can't nothing move I rhyme When I drop lines law out in Egypt Love ups, need no batteries now, what? The niggaz that'll glow'll be us
Yo, throw me in Sin City, leave me with the and bats Then me two weeks to bubble like Kim titties Dirt Dog, we you, now it's time to murder the game 'Cuz if change, you know it ain't against Wu
am I supposed to say? Yeah Somebody me what do I do What am I to say? Yeah
We keep it hot, keep the on the block We never stop, drawing water up until it begin to Raining the patchwork of puzzles That was written in the of the dragon More raw you could ever imagine
How much of a great to a rap city Where the youth is fed From the witty, unpredictable talent, game is lyrical the picture, the portrait, the visual
A Cuban Link Chef spaghetti that's untied Ragu whose tomatoes are sun dried He gave y'all niggaz whiplash bling bling But my rhyme'll give you hot flash and mood
Math light on divine secrets then science leaked it For the lower level that can't peep it I observe MCs, regardless from a world Which is ten the sharpness
What am I supposed to Yeah Somebody me what do I do
Let the track wind and mind flow free Remain conscious on this ride to ya ability Infinity, to the source of which it came Energy, see it changed
Atoms being born, never On and on and on and with me Not trying to convince the that it's a fact For who can't adapt, I lived it, shitted it back We have
You'll feel the impact of the truth when squeeze The brain something pop, hip hop, locked in texts Fat checks, fly whips, jewelry, kicks, fitted crown, buttoned down
Underneath your white T the four pound is forty-five minutes of menacing Dismantling any MC opponent stepping in the Get face blown
What am I supposed to say? tell me what do I do
Observe the word, when I speak, it's the that's heard True to the curb, Wu 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, gritty Valid if actual, talent and it's natural
Game, like the train, pump it in your vein I and I, or die, under the name W-U, the primary, your Definitely not necessary, the
You printed the blueprints to do shit Moving the in the bricks Spitting tipped darts that rip hearts Through the when I manifest my sick art
Speaking my mind, fall in line when I spit Still in my prime, still'll shine 'til it quit If this is a crime, me guilty, I'm so sublime So rapid with rhymes, slacking is asanine
the truth, catching feelings, it's still the Wu Gorilla the booth, body armored, I'm killa In living proof, I'm the wittiest, Most talented rap you ever listened to
I'm a hustler, I 'til my pack is done Get a mad knowledge so they crack and run Can't nobody fuck with me, I'm just too Smack niggas in they every time I write
Yo, I'm straight from Park Hill where the guns is Where them little black kids do they grocery Go to school fucked up, Africa Island We poor in the bricks but inside nothing but talent