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phre$h prince - wu-tang forever lyrics

machine gun raps,for all my n-ggas in the back
alot of money on the table so,y’ont know how to act
kick this sh-t like odb
lil homie you in dept,when you gon see me?
got n-ggas that i’ll ride for
got n-ggas that i’ll die for
(yes lord)
so these days i’ve survived for,turn up like july 4th
we just tryna feel the vibe or
try to feel alive,so we living
always reminiscing,thinking to days back when sh-t was so diffrent
i wouldn’t say i changed
still the same
cept the name
just sh-t diffrent
chasing all this money,like a muh f-cking pilgrim
lil n-gga,they still ignant
they still gon hate you’re blood for you’re pigment
no wonder why the world feel distant
what they say is non-existant
seem to be,what you’re looking for regularly
catch a felony? i ain’t with that
but still pull off,where that whip at?
you catching feelings,and i get that
counting,smoking while i sit back
complete the task like i’m the new jack,who move rap
six deep flows,i do that
i do speak those,life more than just these cars and hoes
but i like fancy cars you know,so you do you and let me roll
here we go,yes again
stunting like a veteran
rose and blunts always in hand
i got it dog just understand
theres like 60 bottles right? i’mma hit em all ‘fore next year’s end
and do that sh-t again,n-ggas be like (preach)
they say amen
they flocked to ya boy,soon as i came in
brought rose and i’m here to spend
i’m just here to live again,what i brought be dividends
compared to next year’s ends

{hook chopped and screwed}
spittin hieroglyphs,who with the sh-ts?
watch me-watch me tip
always represent,heaven sent,can’t see me riding tints
i’m just getting bent,like this wu-tang,like this wu-tang
forever dawg,forever dawg

{verse 2}
nwa,that’s how we still living
at the end of the day,we ignant children
can’t change our ways,what can i say?
my n-ggas like gta; they like ak’s
and they say,don’t let you’re crew bang
young n-gga came up on his wu-tang
hilfiger strabback what i’m doing
that 90’s kid,he be coolin’
the sh-t that we be pursuing,got em asking what you be doing
on the road of fallen stars,here we are,whipping round these cars
you’re chick she think we stars,probably make it clap with no applause
uh

- phreh prince lyrics

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