Luyện nghe bài hát Windmill

(Make me yours)
He get out of line, his fucking arm
You how it go, word up
Ain't playing no games with these man
at all, man, no more, none of that

Aiyyo, out the Acura, crazy heavy, what's popping?
Us locking the game, word to every on the lock men
Street gwop, everybody eats, blocks
This is a message, go no grams, we gon' beat box

Study like lessons, niggaz in the game the grain
You where it came from, stop it
You thought we wasn't coming? You dumbing, you again
Watch Lex get that dough out your

Rhyme all 'pallegic can't nothing when I rhyme
When I lines it's law out in Egypt
Love ups, don't need no now, what?
The only niggaz glow'll be us

Yo, throw me in Sin City, leave me the vultures and bats
Then me two weeks to bubble like Kim titties
Dirt Dog, we miss you, now it's to murder the game
'Cuz if change, you know it ain't against Wu

am I supposed to say? Yeah
Somebody tell me do I do
What am I supposed to say?

We keep it hot, keep the on the block
We stop, drawing water up until it begin to drop
Raining with the of puzzles
That was written in the year of the
More raw than you could ever

How of a great blessing to a rap city
Where the is organically fed
From the witty, unpredictable talent, game is lyrical
Analyze the picture, the portrait, the

A Cuban Link Chef cooks that's untied
nigga 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 level creatures that can't peep 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 flow free
Remain conscious on this ride to ya best
Infinity, back to the source of which it
Energy, see it forms

Atoms being born, ending
On and on and on and with me
Not trying to convince the pack that a fact
For those who can't adapt, I lived it, it back
We have

You'll feel the of the truth when I'll squeeze
The brain feels something pop, hip hop, locked in
Fat checks, fly whips, jewelry,
kicks, fitted crown, buttoned down

Underneath your white T lies the pound
This is forty-five minutes of
Dismantling any MC opponent stepping in the
Get face blown

What am I supposed to Yeah
tell me what do I do

Observe the word, when I speak, it's the truth 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, swords swing rapid
Check the techniques, bow to The Abbott
Witty, unpredictable, gritty
Valid if it's actual, talent and it's

Game, rugged like the train, pump it in your
I and I, ride or die, the name
W-U, the primary, your
not necessary, the legendary

You printed the to do this shit
Moving the youth in the
poison tipped darts that rip hearts
Through the chest I manifest my sick art

Speaking my mind, fall in when I spit mine
Still in my prime, still'll shine 'til it time
If is a crime, find me guilty, I'm so sublime
So rapid with rhymes, same slacking is

the truth, catching feelings, it's still the Wu
Gorilla the booth, body armored, I'm proof
In proof, I'm the wittiest, unpredictable
Most talented rap motherfucker you listened to

I'm a hustler, I grind my pack is done
Get a seed mad so they crack and run
Can't nobody with me, I'm just too nice
Smack niggas in they head every time I

Yo, I'm straight from Park where the guns is popping
Where little black kids do they grocery shopping
Go to school fucked up, it's Island
We poor in the bricks but it's nothing but talent