Lyrics:
I’m going undercover for another week again
The face of any other, a reminder of a friend
As time goes by, I wonder why, I come back here to rest
I’m
I’m going undercover for another week again
The face of any other, a reminder of a friend
As time goes by, I wonder why, I come back here to rest
I’m
Rhymes in the place (That's right)
Ohhhh! (It's me again boy)
Yo check me out, hey - YO! (And I'm back!)
To my mannnnnnn, by the name of Young Zee
the first cut is the deepest
But when it comes to being lucky he's cursed
When it comes to loving me he's the worst
I still want you by my side, babe
Oh,
Did have it by di pounds
Now by acres we got ie
A baga wuk deh yah fi ghetto youth come mek a money
Weh me a talk
Cut It fine
Dash weh di seed and stem
call again, how do we call again
I want to come back to you Lord, I can not pretend
How do we call again, how do we call again
You wasn't just my lover,
How come I end up where I started
How come I end up where I belong
Won't take my eyes off the ball again
You reel me out then you cut the string
at it again you know I'm at it again
On my way to the top I lost a couple of friends
I'm at it again you know I'm at it again
When this all come together
By, by, the years was rollin' by...
This is the police...
I'm not joking around anymore!
Come out!
We have the garage surrounded
The years
Police man
Police man
He won the lottery by being born
Big hand slapped a white male American
Do no wrong so clean cut
Dirty his hands it
Police man
Police man
He won the lottery by being born
Big hand slapped a white male American
Do no wrong so clean cut
Dirty his hands it
the mic again, try to hand it back,
'Cause every rapper that comes, I cut off his thumbs,
Put a record to his neck, if he swallows it hums!
Slice from
the mic again, try to hand it back,
'Cause every rapper that comes, I cut off his thumbs,
Put a record to his neck, if he swallows it hums!
Slice from
again
Baby I'll try to love again but I know
The first cut is the deepest baby I know
The first cut is the deepest
But when it comes to bein' lucky he's
the sky I'm a star by God
If you wanna come and catch a vibe wit me
Ducked off in the cut spending time wit me
I really mean vibe don't start
No time plain
you from your sleep
Come to me
Turn heaven
Come the end
I'll never know your love again
Come to me
And cut me open
Carve out my heart
This foolish man
wu Tang
(Wu Tang, yeah)
It's on the set (It's on the)
Zombie Gang, homi' gang, how many comin' in?
Come again, I be as high as I wanna get
Speak up
days reacting to what
They bring good things come our way
Followed by bad things we struggle
As best we can to gain some control
Because being helpless
Waiting by the mailbox, by the train
Passin' by the hills 'til I hear the name
I'm looking for a saw to cut these chains in half and all I want is
talking 'bout the Porsche out here
You in the nosebleeds, come down to where the cross-eyed is
How a nigga with a rojo rag end up in Soho
Bag, any bitch
I always give one ten percent
Where the ten comes I often seem to forget
Never half-assed
Always full-hearted
Always ready
This fight already started
ran out
Of your fuckin' town
Can't come back to his pack in Philly, cause
To be blunt ever since he got cut
He ain't had the guts to stick around
I
again
Baby, I'll try to love again 'cause I know
The first cut is the deepest, baby, I know
The first cut is the deepest
And when it comes to being
dog was growling
Grey riders flew across my lawn
I looked again and they all were gone
That voice was calling
And it cut through the night
Come
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