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When we making love in the rain
All between your thighs
Wish that time could wait for us
But it's okay if it pass us by
Making love in the rain
I can't

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Planet Asia

Wu-Tang Meets the Indie Culture, Vol. 1

2005

the street
With bundles of that ghetto love, to give it to kids
Momma said, never get high on your own supply
Especially if you plan to leave this hood

through the wind
Like summer
Hand out the window making waves making love
Through the summer
Hair blowing through the wind
Nothing compares to the moments

the chair and then I break out the kush
I hope she like banana, 'cause I got that Fruit by the Foot
Now, she say she love me, well, I love her when

him out by chasing the bag
Don't blame them when you come from nothing that's all you have
What if the kids that made him cry were making him laugh
What

beaming
Iced out chain supplies a bright beaming
Talk my talk you feel and got meaning
All out real I'm last the Mohicans
This letter's for my og
You're

smell?
Yes they are, I can tell
Well, ladies and gentlemen
That aroma enriching the breeze
Is like nothing compared to its succulent source

this money baby, they shady, we get shady
Dress up like ladies and burn them with dirty .380s
Then they come to kill our babies, that's all out
I got

bushidos
Ucm leo boys
That's a trio who employs
All the artists making noise
We not playing with some toys
I see no competition to annoy
Enjoy glamour at 32

Nene
You Must Love
When I laid you down tonight
I knew our hearts would intertwine
I feel it in the air tonight
I, I
I want you right here by my side
I

Making love will fuck you up if you only love yourself
And getting high ain't getting by, you're just putting books on a shelf
And I ain't one to sell you

Oilwell

Carbon/Silicon

The Last Post

2007

They found him in a hole in someone's backyard
With all of us making war with total disregard
Trying to make some peace, it shouldn't be so hard

best life, we got it right, tight like Christ
Recognize be wise, see what's not seen by regular human beings
Open yourself, out of the ordinary, can you

nothing for you cause you out here in public and making a scene
Days I was young I had pistols I popped em like kick flips I skated the streets
No one gone

heavy 
Give you that act right if you let me you hella sexy 
Clutching on my waist out in Malibu on this jet ski 
You love how I'm low key other niggas is

Wanted everything thought I would jump to making millions
You know things don’t go like that by staring at your ceiling 
You gotta go get it

You gotta go

a line try suicide end your life
Tie a rope around your neck cut off your air supply
They giving verbal man it is so asinine
They still deny I'm

boys was jiggin',
No regular, I got that DRO flow for you who get it,
 
At my round table I keep nothing but realest,
And, all my dudes fly so we glidin'

the image
Toast to all the gents in the house and now making mistakes brand new

Toot toot, rip it out the package
One love to the young and old, keeping

motherfuckers
And all the baddest bitches pretending
That they love us fucking the soul out us
We call ‘em "The Golden-Mouthers"
Paying for the service with
Louis

Yeahhhhh this Cassidy the hustler
And I'm back i'm back on my bullshit
I just was online readin' some of
The comments niggas was making
Cause I put

one's for the nigga in a range
Or the family still on ebt
So many years in the making
Ima have to name this track ETC
This a breath of fresh air
Y'all

well what about yours?
Remember one thing man: it wasn't by force
Y'all trying to roar, but y'all making me yawn
You're a paper tiger in the face

Remember one thing man: it wasn't by force
Y'all trying to roar, but y'all making me yawn
You're a paper tiger in the face of a storm
Y'all bloodsuckers, I'm