Pugilism

The shabama-lama-hammer-grammar-slammer, nothing new to this
Shaolin, kung-fu, Wutang, pugilist
Yellow blue diamonds, black buddah beads circle wrist
You attack me from the back (punch), that was foolishness
We move together as one like a school of fish
Poison needle shot you tried to block
It went through your wrist
18 low hand stance, this is laughing buddah fist
Butterfly knifes, lighting striking like a cumulous
Overthrow your quote, trap your throat like tuberculosis
2020 quarantine, I developed perfect focus
Winter green limousine, rhinestone denim jeans
Use to play with triple bеams now, I'm into simple things
Army issued, M16's, blow your ass to smithereens
Havе your crew twitching like they fiending for that nicotine
Watch out watch out here she comes
Up! she's a man eater
Rappers are a bunch of ants and I'm a hungry ant eater

Consume that poisonous dead meat, it's tumorous
All that poison in the airwaves, I'm immune to it
You striving for a car and lab, I got numerous
You thought you could deflect my finger jab, that was humorous
Consuming poisonous dead meat, that is tumorous
All the poison in the air, I'm immune to it
You striving for a car and lab, I got numerous
You thought you could defeat the finger jab, that was humorous

This is 9-ball, rack 'em up
We back 'em up with half of us
Y'all niggas stuck, I'm bout to clear the spot like the aqueduct
Man-which or sand-which, my clan switch the bandwidth
Blam, if you come up, you get bopped, boy, so stand stiff
Copper with the diamond herringbone, now you hop along
Pump you couldn't pop a bone, need some testosterone
Weak ass freak and your bitch is from a foster home
Thought she could bag the RZA told that girl hop along
Pockets, yeah, they overweight 100k, I'll hold the date
Bout to skate, motivate, float to the golden state
Warrior, I'll overtake, never in a sober state
Incorporate a Muay Thai blow
That'll cause your shoulder break
Dislocate your arm from a joint, you a lowercase
Me, I'm a capital OG, but hold up wait
I drink with distinguished females
And link with distinctive G-men
Who known to sink ships and speak with
Multi-millionaires and billionaires
Who only sleep with hand woven mink pillows
And girls with pink tits
The man with the Gucci print handkerchief
He banks with the wife of the Governor's right hand from Anchorage
Old cold snow-bunny honey's with money
Getting drunk off of dirty Martini's and air their laundry
Squeaky clean turbo charged Bentley parked in my garage
The Wu-Villa backyard look like a east mirage



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Diggs, George L Spivey
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