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illezt rapperz - wu-cypher lyrics

[verse: dj adams]
i grew up on the crime side, the new york times side
stayin’ alive was no jive
had second hands, mom’s bounced on old man
so then we moved to shaolin land
a young youth, yo, rockin’ the gold tooth, ‘lo goose
only way i begin the g off was drug loot
and let’s start it like this, son
rollin’ with this one and that one, pullin’ out gats for fun
but it was just a dream for the teen who was a fiend
started smokin’ woolies at 16
and runnin’ up in gates and doin’ hits for high stakes
makin’ my way on fire escapes
no question, i would speed for cracks and weed
the combination made my eyes bleed
no question, i would flow off and try to get the dough all
stickin’ up white boys in ball courts
my life got no better, same d+mn ‘lo sweater
times is rough and tough like leather
figured out i went the wrong route
so i got with a sick+ass clique and went all out
catchin’ keys from ‘cross seas
rollin’ in mpv’s, every week we made forty g’s
yo, brotha, respect mine, or here go the tec+9
ch+chick+pow! move from the gate now
it’s been twenty+two long hard years of still strugglin’
survival got me buggin’, but i’m alive on arrival
i peep at the shape of the streets
and stay awake to the ways of the world ‘cuz sh+t is deep
a man with a dream with plans to make c.r.e.a.m
which failed, i went to jail at the age of 15
a young buck sellin’ drugs and such who never had much
tryin’ to get a clutch at what i could not
the court played me short, now i face incarceration
pacin’, goin’ up state’s my destination
handcuffed in back of a bus, forty of us
life as a shorty shouldn’t be so ruff
but as the world turns i learned life is h+ll
livin’ in the world no different from a cell
everyday i escape from jakes givin’ chase, sellin’ base
smokin’ bones in the staircase
though i don’t know why i chose to smoke sess
i guess that’s the time when i’m not depressed
but i’m still depressed, and i ask what’s it worth?
ready to give up so i seek the old earth
who explained working hard may help you maintain
to learn to overcome the heartaches and pain
we got stickup kids, corrupt cops, and crack rocks
and stray shots, all on the block that stays hot
leave it up to me while i be livin’ proof
to kick the truth to the young black youth
but shorty’s runnin’ wild smokin’ sess drinkin’ beer
and ain’t tryin’ to hear what i’m kickin’ in his ear
neglected, but now, but yo, it gots to be accepted
that what? that life is hectic
yo there’s no place to hide as i step inside the room
dr. doom, prepare for the boom
bam! aw, man! i, slam, jam, now scream like tarzan
i be tossing and flossing my style is awesome
i’m causing more family feuds than richard dawson
and the survey said, you’re dead
fatal flying guillotine chops off your f+cking head
mza who was that? ayo, the wu is back
making peoples go bo! bo! like i’m super cat
me fear no+one, oh no, here come
the wu+tang shogun, k!ller to the eardrum
put the needle to the groove i gets rude and i’m forced
to f+ck it up, my style carries like a pick+up truck
cross the clear blue yonder, sea to shining sea
i slam tracks like quarterback sacks from l.t
now why try and test, the rebel ins?
blessed since the birth, i earth+slam your best
cause i bake the cake, then take the cake
and eat it, too, with my crew while we head state to state
the meth will come out tomorrow
styles, conditions, bizarre, bizarro
flow, with more afro than rollo
coming to a fork in the road which way to go just follow
meth is the legend, peoples is sleepy hollow
in fact i’m a hard act to follow
i dealt for dolo, bogart coming on through
brothas is like “oh, my god, not you!”
yes, i, come to get a slice of the punk and the pie
rather do than die, check my flavor, coming from the rza
which is short for the razor who make me reminisce true
like deja, vu! i’m rubber, brothas is like glue
whatever you say rubs off me sticks to you

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