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the nooses
I just might slap you stupid hoping

You've been struck by
You've been struck by

The right hand of God
Hit em' with the holy ghost when I see em'

sharp
That's what it do, yeah
I'ma get so high, man, still can't pay my bills, though
Like, I'ma fight with my baby mama, let me see my kids (ho)
Get

Yeah, I like the fucking limelight
Yeah, I like the fucking limelight
Get it? Look they all staring at my eyes
Yeah, maybe it's cuz I'm so bright

can't even be in control 
When you on the way up 
Make sure you map your route to the top 
Imma' get to the fruit can't flop 
Ain't nothing to stop
Only

or the broad

On the other side I think of the finer things
Praising God no bills the joy of worshiping
Flying high with the Kings of Kings is not a dream
In

it gave us Kent
That's why we great
By God design yeah no mistakes.
I need that bounce
(Follow me, follow me home, follow me, follow me home)
I need

I swear to God I can shut down your whole shit
Away at my game gonna get you home sick
Don't play with my name or hear the gun click
I'm a family

Cocaine Central

Wu-Block

Wu Block

2012

mental, hustle, get the weed to spark
Niggas outside, all day, even after dark
Niggas hustle hard, like the Gods don't believe in God

Cocaine central,

A beat by Verse.Com

Verse dot see oh em, ehem
All day listening to pro by the bench 
I ain't talking bout the hate, very smelly like the stench
From

Okay okay
Krys Ro up in your city
I'm about to get drunk get litty
Got your girl kissin' all on my titties
She all on my goodies
If I was nigga I

Range Rover

Baby you the main course
And baby you the real deal
Baby you my future, once I get you, Ima spend these bills
I don't give a fuck about these

Itʼs kind da hard acting your age when you canʼt get a decent meal after your grace
Didnʼt know how to behave
Channeled all my emotions and got sick with

with me
It's a shame it's a pity
If they got one, I swear I got 50
Get rich or die trying that's the goal
I'm hiding a master flow
Behind vocals god made

Return of Theodore Unit

Wu-Tang Clan

Return of the Swarm, Vol. 5

2008

cookin up hickory
Dickory dock, my glock tucked by the scrotum
It's Theodore, our chips' all in, you can't hold 'em
'cause the Pips be stinky like Pepi

, and I want it now
I want it all, I want it all, I want it all, and I want it now
Listen all you people, come gather round
I gotta get me a game plan,

with the chit
Fuck all that chat
Google the business to see where we're at

Fuck everybody else on God
Fuck everybody else on God
Fuck everybody else

the booth and start to rap
Cause when I rap I gotta attack
Gotta bounce back, get the platinum plaques
This rap game, I hijacked, when I get on the track,

got rockets with you (Nero, what up?)
We come home and get a welcomin' committee
When you fuck niggas go home you ain't welcomed in your city, but

Frontline

Culture VI

Elite

2004

on an appliance in case I get warned by the sirens
Bogart got the heart of a lion seen my Moms cryin'
When I got stabbed and she thought I was dyin'
Ever since I've

everyday
K ke maswabe sometimes I stay up all night writing lyrics
There's no other way
People are captured by how I face challenges with a smile
I

official official

I don't think
You
Get my struggle
Conversations
Always
Juggled
Been
On hold
Hoping
Calls
Ring
When y'all
Dial
I
Struggle
Phony
Promises

ahead of pagans cause I always read the signs
I'm comfy on my ones so if I vouch for you
Its real love
Things I can not mention got me paying all my bills

litres don't bring out the cans
I pray to god he got my soul
On this path I don't gotta plan
I live day by day there's
No tomorrow I don't gotta span

at me, but I'm goin gun happy, fuck em!
Shootin everything in sight tonight's the night to get hyped
and fight for what's wrong, fuck what's right!
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