Lyrics:
how Wu
Tang's from New York, Staten Island, but
RR: Somebody else might have kept their
AR: Nah, they fuck with
That Chinese shit, y'know, the fucking
where ya been? Checking for your new songs daily
The wait gets worse by the week
I wonder where ya been, I wonder where ya been
I Hear it all the time,
predictability is ridding me of life ...
Amsterdam and sprite alcohol is my new vice
Suffering in silence close my mouth and keep it quiet
Munch on Psylocibin
don't know I be thinkin' of you
The same time you be thinkin' of me
From stage to studio, to pickin' out new wardrobes
In these showrooms on top floors
My name is Anne, I try to be earnest
I live in Amsterdam, don't cook me in a furnace
SS came to get me, they knocking on my door
Now I'm fucking
the magician
The magician
I'll be the magician
You be the bird, I'll be the magician
I would wait all night
Glass eyed
By the back door like the way we
this draw from state to state
I can't wait, to see the Euro
so i can open my own change de buero
I knicked a new suit, I knicked a new tie
I wouldn't
there, make it there
Make it there?
Do you wanna just stay in there
And then wait in there?
Can you wait in there?
Just lay it down, just lay it down
Just
Amsterdam with the ma'am
Damn! a niqqa sorted
She say she want some Hennessy Dammnn a niqqa bought it
She say she wanna make a movie and yea I might record it
can't wait for, wait for, wait for, wait for you
I can't wait to hear your attitude
I can't wait to see your new tattoo
I can't wait for, wait for, wait
We on a brand new page (Uh)
Millennium days
Desperation on the streets gotta find a new way
Keep the mics and choke holds
The saga unfolds
life
I don't know, on my life
Yo, nigga check the stacks, check the results
We in your top five by default
I swear to God we're putting UK rap
she can't have me can't nobody have me
Don't make me violate, I'll make you wait
I'm from New York City nigga not from New York State
Shorty said I'm
What up Vegas
What up Boston Mass
What up Amsterdam
New England and the DMV
The torch high it's the Final Fire
Immaculately crafted in these halls
It's about that time Diggy
Polow da Don out and over
Pardon, darling
Put me on your line cause my heart is calling
Click over call wait tell
Them
If you could tell by the look in my eyes I had enough my life been rough
I'm trying to hold back the thought of giving up
Sometimes I keep my nose
I was to sustain
If I look back on it I would do it all over again
Nikki, nikki, where you been? I can't wait to breathe you in
Been on this plane way
feature at night
A quarter-pound of sand in my un-released Nike's
Amsterdam high, smoke it all by tonight
Nigga you ain't know about the life
When
Avec Moi?
Let's go to Amsterdam
We don't have to wait on them
We'll stay out all night
Burn that town to the ground
I'd go anywhere with you
I'd
there
My heart is racing like an engine
I'll cross the finish line by airplane
And I know what to do in a new land
I'm just going to see something else
will
I'll see you in the new world
Wait for me in paradise
People seeking fame off your
Name the little parasites on a bag of hype
Blud it sends me mad
the magician
I would wait all night, glass eyed
By the back door like the way we did
Meet me at midnight
Crack me up good like the way you did
I would
been before
Well honey I've got a feelin'
We'll make some shadows on the ceilin'
Tonight by candlelight behind closed doors
Baby, wait 'til I get you
I'm on a new wave, new wave, new hate, too paid
I'm in a new wraith, new wraith, new lane, too late
I'm up
Yeah, I been MIA got the bankrolls comin' in
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