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Speechless
Everybody wonders and some people know
I guess that I'm some people 'cause baby it shows
When will you do it? And why will you go?
If
rocking the microphone and she's calling me honey
Says I know what I want don't move with thugs
Well house parties hip hop and smoking drugs
Dam, H-Star's the one wrote this
Words are razor sharp
But barz smooth as 16 petaled roses
Fake bitch ass haters stackin chips on my shoulders
On the mic
One of kind, don't run in a line, that ain't the brand
Gun by the side, I don't wanna ride
Don't make me fam
They cover the signs, to trouble my stride,
playing with the fire
Shocked by the voltage
VS the live wire
Dont look for my retire
Im sharper than a razor blade
Release a song then meditate
The crowd
exchange
Rapper engineer
Mix master, direct sound
Vibrate rounds
Duck down
I'm 6 for 6 grounds
Straight snuff sniffed out by bloodhounds
We westbound, test
Whatcha seein
Something to break the daily mix
People so used to just caving in
Move with the waves
They sedated me
Drinkin coconuts in the blazin heat
to
Inner cities the rich won't move to
The nice parts, they well-protected by a vanguard
The opposite of how these concentration camps are
Low-income
regrets, no abortion, had a son
By the name of Seven
And he's five
By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six
You do the arithmetic
Me do
steps back
Sweet like pumpkin or pusinika
We finna jump in now move to the back
And the crew roll fast
That's joints and the whips that we push
Not
You little punk mother fucker
I aint got no love for you I got a slug for you
Its possible today can be your very last morning
Move your ass
You don't have to call
I'm alright girl
Quit playing hold it down like you supposed to
I'm a Groovy baby
Westside old school
Makin moves like I'm
children with automatics
Imagine babies drive-by's in the cabbage
Rappers is like Peter Pan
or built like Sandman on the desert lands
I'm from Shaolin, my
about to get it
Like how she move her body
So I'm about to hit it
Now put it on her (put it on her)[Repeat: x4]
Baby tell me if your ready to go
with razor sharp gems
Giants from Attica riots
Halls is quiet
CO's with babies on their arms look tight
And this nigga from down state got shipped up
feel the vibes thats between Us you can keep the Bottle
I see ya getting Loose and wildling off that Drank Baby
Take that Goose mix it with a Little
Dem Callin on the beat
AK
What's up, Wiggz?
I make shy folks mix
Turn around and hit the splits
Heard the sounds spit out my fist
Stirred aground,
game tight so short like a razor blade
Afraid of who is what you ask me
Just because you got your mac10 ready to blast me
And pass me up as if you
crime opposites attract
My electrical shine ok Polly see me downtown
2 blue cops wit Rollie Fingers
We the Razor Sharp Wu-Tang singers, hum dingers
with razor sharp gems
Giants from Attica riots
Halls is quiet
CO's with babies on their arms look tight
And this nigga from down state got shipped up
he was blinded by the ice
That's when Rae ran out of the back
Towel on, soap on his arms, spit duke around, fell on my lap
Yo, what the fuck
the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You see, I'm six foot one, and I'm
Hmmm
Yeah
Ouuu woah
Uhh huh
Going to fast
Move slow
This is too fast
Move slow
How you get me
Shit I don't know
But you get me
That's a plus tho
Mix
don't let me out of your sight
Even though your thoughts been blocked
I mix my martinis straight up with a twist of hemlock
I drink Absolut vodka you
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