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