i been doin this poetic justice since i was 5 yrs old
always been a reble and got danm cold
bold and wu-representa since age fifteen
i always love black but my favorite color is C.R.E.A.M
"cash rules" na mean? i never was a fool n thought diffrent
always "protect the neck" or end up missin
listen "ya'll been warned" yet you still refuse to "run"
this is my "triumph" so ya will loose to my gun
match set you done till we all "reunited"
but in the "second comin" only "little ghetto boys" n generals to the table are invited
so "release yo self" and be "One blood under W" in "the gravel pit" constitution
of "visions" of "older gods" with "bells of wars" which speak of "wu-revolution"