You're a crossbreed, I'm a knowledge seed I want action, that's what I need I never put doubt in my mind 'Cause I know when I touch the mic there's the rhyme See murder which is caused When you f*ck with the negative and positive charge Then they came up, out my garage With the hit that's gonna be large Tired of sittin' on my fuckin' ass Niggas I know, be runnin' around with mad fuckin' cash Who the f*ck wanna be an emcee If you can't get paid, to be a fuckin emcee? I came out my momma pussy I'm on welfare Twenty-six years old still on welfare So I gotta get paid fully Whether it's truthfully or untruthfully With my boston bloodthirsty process P-e-a-c-e Move 'em in move 'em in Move 'em out move 'em out Stick it up raw hide Yea, gotta come back to attack Killin' niggas who said they got stacks, 'cause I don't give a f*ck I wanna see blood, whether it's period blood Or bustin' your fuckin' face, some blood I'm goin' out my fuckin' mind Every time I get around devils Let me calm down, you niggas better start runnin' 'Cause I'm comin', I'm dope like fuckin' heroin Wu-tang bloodkin', a goblin, who come tough like lambskin Imagine, gettin 'shot up with ol dirty insulin You bound to catch aids or somethin' Not sayin' I got it, but nigga if I got it you got it What Yo, check the bulletproof fly shit, strong like thai stick Then I'll remain to tear your frame, while I freaks it Like some fly new sneaks and shit Now eat my shit, bitch tried to creep and got hit Now regulate, and I'll be out to set up a date Wu-tang, is bangin' like a ron g tape Rza pump the shit just like a shotty Watch me run it john gotti Collidin' on the track, like gin and watty Check the calender, I warn any challenger To step up feel the blast from the silencer Move 'em in move 'em in Move 'em out move 'em out Stick it up raw hide Comin' soon to a theatre near you it be the wu Yeah find yourself in the square and see it's true Actual facts to snack on and chew My positive energy sounds peace to you A wise man killed one horse and made glue Wicked women puttin' period blood in stew Don't that make the stew witches brew? I fear for the eighty-five that don't got a clue How could he know what the f*ck he never knew? God-cypher-divine come to show and come to prove A mystery god that's the work of yacub The holy ghost got you scared to death kid boo
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