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Moet got me actin' like a fuckin' goat in
Yo God, remember in the days God?
When we a long way and shit, man?
(No question)
Supposed to be blessin' each on our physical days and shit
You know what I'm sayin', like basically
I wanna hit my family with land and all of that
Diamonds and all that, we ran through that chamber

Mainly stack mine, it's been a long time
Let me y'all, fruits of life, shut up and eat y'all
for neighbors, Wallee's down to gators
The whole stackin' paper
Yo we do this, on the low
If so, we runnin' John
First thing, you need if you know
We carry 'cuz it's a real world, show and

In ill words, all my herbs know the
Dress nasty like fuck, keep my on the job yo
You got to up, do the worst thing to hurt her heart, damn
Took care of that, shared, even shed a for that
my gat to throw gear on her back
Damn son, why she takin' you through
She's a part of me, pardon me flow Allah, we we
Wisin' up, take care of home
Then we to another part and start more hatred

is sacred
The other side of that paw, you lie
Clothes in the box, go 'head it
back Jew status, salute Moms and get ya boots splattered
Batting average, ya had it
Just a broke young dumb, of cum
Ready to haunt something, takes of yours
you want something, growing up around fifteen

Watchin' how the big rollin' wit big cream, big schemes
to flash ya gat, laser beam
Pool action black, hundred stacks made my niggas leave
be sayin', "Let em breathe"
The others wanna deceive, how we gonna it if we don't achieve?
Right now, catch it from a degree yo
We startin' showin' our asses, committing
One got caught, us all off

Threw us in the hell near the boardwalk
how the sword talk
Did he fall Did he stand like the hawk that he was in New York?
Kept the waves spinnin' on the cross, of
Come a little Cutty endorse
it for his kids the pain is lost
We sittin' back on a better
Yellin,' "Peace God," I love you love you to death, you
The Hood of the hood
Sit back, it's all good, won't spoil it if we call it, we all
Ha ha

I make knowledge born to save self, you
Who gonna it, gonna live it, be is to be a born, know I mean?
Soaked in degrees of knowledge, by sun rays
Carving by swordsmen to a needle point of perfection
a blessing to deliver this lesson
While travellin' the planet, development
And vote for the mind, never
We now send it long winded,
Infital, Bobby Digital, Abbot of the now
With knowledge and
The original sword style begin, of the Wu-Tang Clan