(Make me yours) He get out of line, break his arm You how it go, word up Ain't playing no games with niggaz man None at all, man, no more, none of
Aiyyo, jump out the Acura, crazy heavy, popping? Us locking the game, word to every hand on the men Street gwop, eats, sweep blocks This is a message, ain't go no grams, we gon' box
like lessons, niggaz in the game biting the grain You knowing it came from, stop it You thought we wasn't coming? You dumbing, you blunted Watch Lex get dough out your pocket
Rhyme all 'pallegic can't nothing when I rhyme When I drop it's law out in Egypt Love ups, don't need no now, what? The only niggaz glow'll be us
Yo, me in Sin City, leave me with the vultures and bats Then give me two to bubble like Kim titties Dirt Dog, we miss you, now it's time to the game if things change, you know it ain't against Wu
What am I supposed to Yeah tell me what do I do What am I to say? Yeah
We keep it hot, keep the heat on the We never stop, drawing water up it begin to drop Raining with the of puzzles That was written in the of the dragon More raw than you ever imagine
How of a great blessing 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 cooks spaghetti that's untied Ragu whose tomatoes are sun dried He gave y'all niggaz whiplash from bling But my rhyme'll you hot flash and mood swings
Math shed light on divine secrets then science it For the lower level creatures that can't it I observe MCs, regardless from a world is ten times the sharpness
What am I supposed to Yeah Somebody tell me do I do
Let the track and your mind flow free Remain conscious on this to ya best ability Infinity, to the source of which it came Energy, see it forms
Atoms being born, ending On and on and on and with me Not to convince the pack that it's a fact For those who can't adapt, I it, shitted it back We agreed
You'll feel the impact of the truth when I'll The brain feels something pop, hip hop, in texts Fat checks, fly whips, jewelry, kicks, fitted crown, buttoned down
Underneath your white T lies the four This is minutes of menacing Dismantling any MC opponent stepping in the Get your blown
What am I supposed to Yeah 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 across seven Arm of the trench, there's no form of
Entertainment, nine swing rapid Check the techniques, first bow to The Witty, unpredictable, individual Valid if it's actual, and it's natural
Game, rugged the train, pump it in your vein I and I, ride or die, the name W-U, the primary, secondary not necessary, the legendary
You the blueprints to do this shit Moving the youth in the Spitting poison tipped that rip hearts Through the chest when I manifest my art
Speaking my mind, fall in line when I mine Still in my prime, still'll shine 'til it quit If is a crime, find me guilty, I'm so sublime So rapid rhymes, same slacking is asanine
the truth, catching feelings, it's still the Wu Gorilla the booth, armored, I'm killa proof In proof, I'm the wittiest, unpredictable Most rap motherfucker you ever listened to
I'm a hustler, I grind 'til my pack is Get a mad knowledge so they crack and run Can't nobody with me, I'm just too nice niggas in they head every time I write
Yo, I'm straight from Park Hill the guns is popping Where them little black kids do they shopping Go to school fucked up, Africa Island We poor in the but inside it's nothing but talent