Wu Ready
Yo
Yo, yo
What's the word god
Word is bond god
Peace god
Live, you on deck with the set
War ready like Armageddon AKs and Machetes (got it)
Is you ready
We going up like levies
The leaves always leave my eyes kinda heavy (heavy)
Life's a race I'm Mario Andretti
Where my confetti
What's the mathematics love counting we cash attics
Poppin getcha Crisco
Big chips like Nabisco (chips)
Watching me need to watch ya bitch tho
Shaolin slums
They only fed us crumbs
Got it out the dirt rest in peace to McGurt
Get paid like the first before you put in a hearse
Guns loaded like Lux you gone get this work, uhn
Throw it like Marino (Marino)
Kush got me Philippino
Sipping Pinot Grigio
Out In Rio de Janiero
Need dinero
Can't save her ask Tyler to be your Hero
This that new Pac Oochie Ambitious as a Ridah
Crack ya egg yolk leave em all sunny side up
Too small to ball but I know just how to size up
Couldn't dunk Maya Angelo said I could rise up
Spark in the dark always play ya part
Moses way I part the flows
Fetanyl got fiends falling like some dominoes
Gotta give this shit my all til it's my time to go, yo
This that lyrical exercise from Chi land (uh huh)
First I hit the best smoke, then I'm one you cant stand (uhn)
Know I'm in my prime but they treat me like a Decepticon
And every play I make I come up shorter than leprechauns
So why the fuck I keep going on like the bunny on
Logos for batteries
Cuz every beat a casualty
Sessions on Saturday's
Don't believe in gravity
So getting fly is my anatomy don't get mad at me (too fly)
Sword like Hercules its a verbal assault
I keep going for them victories feeling like Ron Harper
I'm dominant like Shaq but they don't hear me like I'm in the back
But Ima upgrade like when you first got the internet
Sounds like Ima intellect been working on my punches
Couldn't go blow for blow you only hitting in the stomach
I'm slicing niggas up with that sword from Shaolin
Hit another chamber cuz my flow say I'm locked in
How I'm not ya top 10 when sometimes I feel I'm the one (how not)
To resurrect the culture cuz I think we need a better one
Say I need to get a gun for how I'm throwing shots at niggas
Swear they be sweet, I could never drink Ciroc with niggas (uhn uhn)
Feel like I'm Pac to niggas always tryna spread the word
But ain't nobody listening cuz ears filled with hella turds
Spittin dynamite a fire cracker when the show start
I always deliver like a mutha fuckin post card
(Mutha fuckin post card)
Yo, yo
What's the word god
Word is bond god
Peace god
Live, you on deck with the set
War ready like Armageddon AKs and Machetes (got it)
Is you ready
We going up like levies
The leaves always leave my eyes kinda heavy (heavy)
Life's a race I'm Mario Andretti
Where my confetti
What's the mathematics love counting we cash attics
Poppin getcha Crisco
Big chips like Nabisco (chips)
Watching me need to watch ya bitch tho
Shaolin slums
They only fed us crumbs
Got it out the dirt rest in peace to McGurt
Get paid like the first before you put in a hearse
Guns loaded like Lux you gone get this work, uhn
Throw it like Marino (Marino)
Kush got me Philippino
Sipping Pinot Grigio
Out In Rio de Janiero
Need dinero
Can't save her ask Tyler to be your Hero
This that new Pac Oochie Ambitious as a Ridah
Crack ya egg yolk leave em all sunny side up
Too small to ball but I know just how to size up
Couldn't dunk Maya Angelo said I could rise up
Spark in the dark always play ya part
Moses way I part the flows
Fetanyl got fiends falling like some dominoes
Gotta give this shit my all til it's my time to go, yo
This that lyrical exercise from Chi land (uh huh)
First I hit the best smoke, then I'm one you cant stand (uhn)
Know I'm in my prime but they treat me like a Decepticon
And every play I make I come up shorter than leprechauns
So why the fuck I keep going on like the bunny on
Logos for batteries
Cuz every beat a casualty
Sessions on Saturday's
Don't believe in gravity
So getting fly is my anatomy don't get mad at me (too fly)
Sword like Hercules its a verbal assault
I keep going for them victories feeling like Ron Harper
I'm dominant like Shaq but they don't hear me like I'm in the back
But Ima upgrade like when you first got the internet
Sounds like Ima intellect been working on my punches
Couldn't go blow for blow you only hitting in the stomach
I'm slicing niggas up with that sword from Shaolin
Hit another chamber cuz my flow say I'm locked in
How I'm not ya top 10 when sometimes I feel I'm the one (how not)
To resurrect the culture cuz I think we need a better one
Say I need to get a gun for how I'm throwing shots at niggas
Swear they be sweet, I could never drink Ciroc with niggas (uhn uhn)
Feel like I'm Pac to niggas always tryna spread the word
But ain't nobody listening cuz ears filled with hella turds
Spittin dynamite a fire cracker when the show start
I always deliver like a mutha fuckin post card
(Mutha fuckin post card)
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