Lyrics:
Wu-Tang said you best protect your neck
'Cause I ain't got no heart for you, for you I have no heart
My crew'll rip your ass in two like in Jurassic Park
AXL (AXL, AXL)
Yeah
Khaza
Eroticism for the first time when I drove you back outta Texas
Different feeling in the front room by the fireplace
With your мамка вафли ем from shes butt
I'm your папка, I'm your God
You\re my toy! I'll destroy you!
Listen to me brother, I can teach you how to live
of truth, I'll give you facts right now
Fuck this cypher, my mind ain't on rap right now
So it's fuck metaphors and punches, all the witty shit
Got
Uh-huh, Mr. Biggs, Track Masters (woo!)
It's a Wu-Tang official right here you know
Yeah, the employees of the year yeah we're back to work
We
Let me tell you a story about a boy named Jimmy
One years old and his first words were mine, mine gimme
Two years old, he was walking, three years
Hello Robert. How you doing?
You must be ok, sharing two nations
I heard your son was born on Monday
Well, from the heart, my congratulations
I
I dedicate this to my world doug strugglers
I hope metafy you with peace and all hustling
I'm busting, for y'all niggas
Cause your my niggas
the microphone split
Play Mr Tuffy while I'm on some Pretty Tone shit
Verbal assassin, my architect pleases
When I was twelve, I went to hell for snuffing Jesus
back
You can go hashtag, like
And repost that
These hands meant to translate
These niggas can't decode jabs
Cause I been on my 1,2 and 3,4
Mind
the friends I never had
Packing up my Mustang 'cause this city has no heart,
It sucks you in and spits you out
Patiently I'm seeking my destination is
I've got a riot in my heart
I tried to find you out in the dark
Babies crying for their mothers on the floor
Haunted by the blood and guns
advise you follow my suggestions
"I don't even know you nor the nation that you come from"
"Now you want to give me advice on how to run one"
"I should
THE PRESIDENT THREATENS BLACK LIVES WITH A TWEET
AND YOU WANT US TO WAIT ‘CAUSE “THESE THINGS TAKE TIME”
WHILE THE CLOCK KEEPS TICKING MORE BLACK MEN DIE
BLUKAH
Now you wish you wouldn't of slipped up BLUKAH BLUKAH
If you bout nigga hatin' on me I don't give a fuck
They thank I don't know they
based video whores?
Or do you just want to take the phony looking
Fifty dollar bills and run with the money?
Yo, I want the sex man, just give chicks man
a championship
But before I banana clip
I'mma chill so my man can rip
Little man against Hellion
With the heart of an orphan
I got the words of a murderer
Mitt
I'm the head of state, you're like a head of cabbage
'Bout to get smacked by my stimulus package (haha)
You're a bad man with no chance, you
Or just go about your business
At M.R. you can't lose
M-A-P-L-E
R-I-D-G-E
M.R. Academy
Woah, woah, put me down
Hey, are you okay
Yeah, just trying to find
noticed by people
Please tell me if you know
Because I wanna go, wanna go, yeah, yeah
[Trina]
Why is it lately?
These jealous hoes gotta hate me
to the next next
Data-perforated counties making you upset-set
Harvest all Brand-X Clark Kents to worm food
Carbon heart, buried his nozzle in fossil marker
[Featuring De La Soul]
INTRO
What's up world?
Goin' give you a little love right here
My man DJ Honda blessed us with a joint
get called off, when niggaz get sawed offs
Go get my meat to meet and give me that raw dog
You, go get you a nasty, givin that pussy you bought off
I
my heart lock
Never turn your back, won't know how it turned out
I said it once, I'll do it again
I'm playin' the game, I do it to win
With you
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