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(verse one: you-God/Golden Arms)
It be the Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang
I got control drop a load
Time to rip shit
Time to rock and roll
I play the block
yeah
Started in this mighty young

Well I stay for my child when I'm nigger sky blazing
And look how I've changed I'm whose than ladies
And look
can't stop (?)
Can erupt and it does had enough amateur?
A rammin ya feel the goats horns slammin ya
Ham it up every single time that I stand in a
Crowd
understand?
Lemme talk to ya'll before we leave

I keep a gat 'cause niggas murder gotta bad habit
Of purple in the studio I murk ya, I'm coming mane
I
in the urn
Is it God or money that really make the world turn?
Grab your gun, separate the ones from the real funds
Inhale deep and hold it in your
brother gave me everything
Any time I got in trouble he could probably pull some strings
Walk daddy's footsteps and career same speed
Made the greatest big
honey-sticking wild golden child
Dwelling in the Rotten Apple, you get tackled
Or caught by the devil's lasso, shit is a hassle
There's no days, for broke days we
As one of the successful singles off of 'Sin', 'Where Were All Of You' may be one of the most representative songs of what Poor Old Lu's sound is
money-getting style, rolling foul
The versatile, honey-sticking wild golden child
Dwelling in the Rotten Apple, you get tackled
Or caught by the devil's lasso,
money-getting style, rolling foul
The versatile, honey-sticking wild golden child
Dwelling in the Rotten Apple, you get tackled
Or caught by the devil's lasso,
honey-sticking wild golden child
Dwelling in the Rotten Apple, you get tackled
Or caught by the devil's lasso, shit is a hassle
There's no days, for broke days we
money-getting style, rolling foul
The versatile, honey-sticking wild golden child
Dwelling in the Rotten Apple, you get tackled
Or caught by the devil's lasso,
The next day I got a letter
Yeah, you know who wrote it
I can't quote it in the same exact words she stated
But it was saying something about the times
you? Heard you were in town, but I never saw ya
Tried to call ya, where are ya?
In Paris? What a beautiful destination
In Paris, right by the Eiffel,
a brown complexion with a touch of German blood
Like the sweetest purple cooch to ever surface in the hood
I kept her on my bed
And at my side at all times
shit down
now I walk by her house and she playing it loud
I went from, that's not my child
to, oh that's my son now
on t.v 1 time my girls want to have