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Yea you talk a lot bout dreams and goals
And you say where you wanna go
But all I wanna know is if you mean it
Yea you say that you got love for me

Aye, it's PM baby
Yea, it's just me and you
When it's just us two, we gon do whatever
I know he hurt you girl, but when you with PM I'ma make it better

out the toxins[01:31.27]Stayin' true to my roots with big knots, can't let these locks thin[01:34.67]Back it up, back it up[01:35.88]A.M. to P.M., I

Show U Love

RZA

Digital Bullet

2001

or I don't know you
Wu-Tang Killa Bees, son, what? Don't make me blow you
Come to +Show U Love+, so let me show you

[RZA]
You might get splat by

Show U Love

RZA

Digital Bullet [Clean]

2001

or I don't know you
Wu-Tang Killa Bees, son, what? Don't make me blow you
Come to +Show you Love+, so let me show you

[RZA]
You might get splat by

eye view
Easily see I was hurt by you
"I don't wanna talk" only words I knew
Never again, oh I spoke too soon
6:31 pm
The very fucking moment that I

do good
Now they wonder why I'm steady
Screaming fuck that hood
Niggas talk crazy because I ain't there
They ain't crazy
They know me for beefing until

the violence aside
Okay, let's talk about your plagiarism that you hate to mention (Yeah)
Or talk about the hate you giving to the greats you dissing
(Let

me know lately I been in the sea
Need a freak by the pm and am and pm
Shot a couple DMs I'm living carpe diem
The end of us is on it's way here now

is by our side
We will keep fighting until its over until we stick together
Yeah
Lets go web and dramatise it
Lets waste time giving our opinions on it

Everyone’s sick around me and I’m starting to get a cold
I don’t know why people want to hang out when they’re sick, it’s very American
No one wants

the game let him finagle these whores with me
Run through they doors with me, hit the Ritz-Carlton for the night
Leave him there with two dykes probably

and a prophet
Bob Marley taught me how to off it
Bob Marley walkin' like he talk it
Goodness me can't you see I'm gonna cough it
Give it away give it away give it

Well I ain't shaking off shit but the dirt 
That I accumulated by digging down doing work
I love you mama thank you for trying to keep me in church 
But

secrets
Take me out right by the sea, let's live
Like we ain't got another thing to worry
We're out until my vision's gettin' blurry
For the one who rolled

I had patience, and I stayed faithful to that law
I stood against it all, I stood against it all
Can't let it define me, Yeah
I'm a dying breed, Yeah

The only way to find this dusty track
Is to let me be your guide
When the dusty track ends the homestead begins
With two enormous gum trees standing side by

They got me in a spiritual mindset
And I ain't blind yet 
So I'mma spit it till I'm dead
I think smarter because it requires less
I eat wisdom with

Catch that hoe boy
Yeah
This the chorus first by the way
I love you first pussy ass hoe
And I’m Rico by the way
And you better love me too
Pussy ass

my Benz again
PM to the AM and then wake up do It again again
Woah
Again again again again again again
Lets not be fucking stupid
Don’t fucking make me

It's Nasty

Grandmaster Flash

Old School Rap Box Set, Vol. 3

1994

to rock, YOU!
We're the kings of swing
And we're chosen to rule
The deans of clean inside the cool school
We're the chiefs of relief
Contained by wild

3-Minute Rule

Beastie Boys

Paul's Boutique [Japan]

1989

thing
A lot of parents like to think I'm a villain
I'm just chillin', like Bob Dylan
Yeah I smoke cheeba, it helps me with my brain
I might be

a banger but I think I went backwards
I hate when I run away and go berating myself, then
The tables start making shapes and let me breathe and get better

feelings
In the A.M
Cause by the P.M
Yeah they'll probably go away

You gonna tell me
Just how much you love me
Then watch how we  turn it to hate

I'm out