The Table (feat. Masta Killa)

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Moet got me actin' like a fuckin' goat in here
 Yo God, remember back in the days God?
 When we came a long way and shit, man?
 (No question)
 Supposed to be blessin' each other on our physical days and shit
 You know what I'm sayin', it's like basically
 I wanna hit my family with like land and all of that
 Diamonds and all that, we ran through that chamber dunn
 Mainly stack mine, indeed it's been a long time
 Let me feed y'all, fruits of life, shut up and eat y'all
 Flavors for neighbors, Wallee's down to gators
 The whole configuration stackin' paper
 Yo we do this, on the low though
 If so, we runnin' John Dolo
 First thing, you need if you don't know
 We carry 'cuz it's a real world, show and prove
 In ill words, all my herbs know the slurge
 Dress nasty like fuck, keep my bird on the job yo
 You got to straighten up, do the worst thing to hurt her heart, damn
 Took care of that, shared, even shed a tear for that
 Bust my gat to throw gear on her back
 Damn son, why she takin' you through that?
 She's a part of me, pardon me flow Allah, we sworn we
 Wisin' up, take care of home bases
 Then we slide to another part and start more hatred
 Life is sacred
 The other side of that paw, you lie naked
 Clothes in the box, go 'head take it
 Flash back Jew status, salute Moms and get ya boots splattered
 Batting average, ya Mom's had it
 Just a broke young dumb, full of cum
 Ready to haunt something, takes something of yours
 Here you want something, growing up around fifteen
 Watchin' how the big niggas rollin' wit big cream, big schemes
 Quick to flash ya gat, laser beam
 Pool table action black, hundred stacks made my niggas leave
 Some be sayin', "Let em breathe"
 The others wanna deceive, how we gonna make it if we don't achieve?
 Right now, catch it from a vertical degree yo
 We startin' showin' our asses, committing burglaries
 One got caught, threw us all off
 Threw us in the hell section near the boardwalk
 Wonderin' how the sword talk
 Did he fall off? Did he stand like the hawk that he was in New York?
 Kept the waves spinnin' on the cross, of course
 Come back a little Cutty endorse
 Risked it for his kids the pain is lost
 We sittin' back on a better note
 Yellin,' "Peace God," I love you love you to death, you thoroughbredable
 The Robin Hood of the hood
 Sit back, it's all good, won't spoil it if we call it, we all hood
 Ha ha
 I make knowledge born to save self, you know?
 Who gonna live it, gonna live it, be is to be a born, know I mean?
 Soaked in degrees of knowledge, polished by sun rays
 Carving by nine swordsmen to a needle point of perfection
 It's a blessing to deliver this lesson
 While travellin' the planet, extending development
 And vote for the mind, never ended
 We now send it long winded, descended
 Infital, Bobby Digital, Abbot of the Shaolin now
 With knowledge and wisdom
 The original sword style begin, birth of the Wu-Tang Clan
 

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Duration
03:03
Key
11
Tempo
93 BPM

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