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You know like she never heard of me, ya know
So I said okay you may know me by my other name
Sometimes they call me

Track master

We see you Tone
with her is
Is the chick ain't even have brains, dummy like a bitch
So I tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are
And where
shit
You'd think I had the world in my palm
Surrounded by the team pockets full of C.R.E.A.M.
Still ain't all peaches and cream
Cause it's hard being
with her is
Is the chick ain't even have brains, dummy like a bitch
So I tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are
And where
since way back when I was just a youth
Back then it was carnival, with a couple bars you could top it all
Spit shine on the track call me Armor All
the guns in
Rumblin' patrolmen tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, die hard fans demand more
Behold
I'm coached by
Everyday approached by chicks when I was on top
want to give me sosa, but I'm like don't try
I see the hisses and the disses when I go
Wu jackets Queen Beez ease the guns in
Rumblin' patrolmen tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit
Wu jackets Queen Beez ease the guns in
Rumblin' patrolmen tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit
havin' problems trying to tame your chick

And I know it makes you sick, see me in the six
With your chick bumpin' my shit singing high pitched
She on her
Wu jackets Queen Beez ease the guns in
Rumblin' patrolmen tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit
I'm down by law

Dangerous

Life gave me nothing free, but my ugly
Ass mug and a couple of fat nuts to squeeze
Dick dangling down in my dungarees
want the drama, word up
The Wu first up, the game is the world versus us
Y'all was good 'til the world heard us
Y'all ain't want them Clan birds up
Y'all
Wu jackets Queen Beez ease the guns in
Rumblin' patrolmen tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit
Wu jackets Queen Beez ease the guns in
Rumblin' patrolmen tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit
havin' problems trying to tame your chick

And I know it makes you sick, see me in the six
With your chick bumpin' my shit singing high pitched
She on her
[Method Man]
Uh-huh, Mr. Biggs, Track Masters (woo!)
It's a Wu-Tang official right here why'know
[Inspectah Deck]
Yeah, the employees of the year
Huh, I've been chosen by GOD
To show the whole world the meaning of MC
Look, I be in dope with a thing called Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop)
People together like
everybody in the world sayin damn that's Sarai on the track again
 
 This is how it's gon be I've been workin hard 
 For this puttin in all I got I'm a be
And the windows are rattlin' and breakin' and the roof tops a-shakin'
And yer whole world's a-slammin' and bangin'
And yer minutes of sun turn to hours of storm
That G)
More sex and money make the world go round
Dumb Diddy snatch ya chick up, hit the floor now

Want money? I need bodyguards, as big as stiff
Lil' Jay on the track, nigga
Aye and you already know it's ya boy Lil' Scrappy
We finna have the whole M-F world, rockin' in dis bitch
Look
bounce to this track
And I don’t care what anybody thinks about that
Hands to the sky, and throw your head back

I can love again tonight
We bounce
Lil' Jay on the track, nigga
Aye and you already know it's ya boy Lil' Scrappy
We finna have the whole M-F world, rockin' in dis bitch
Look
Lil' Jay on the track, nigga
Aye and you already know it's ya boy Lil' Scrappy
We finna have the whole M-F world, rockin' in dis bitch
Look