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sunny malin - it's your's(wu-tang forever) lyrics

it ain gotta be the same but n-gga, look at what i do with feelins/(fill-ins)
n if you gave me some millions, i could go sterile and the world would inherit up all of my children, all of my children/

but im broke n-gga, still living with my momma like a broke n-gga/
one of my n-ggas went through the most but i could look him in the eyes and still tell him that “it ain’t never coming close n-gga”/
and id probably be lying but its all part of the math, this a dose n-gga/
me and my mama never argue drizzy/
shes normally right about me. my roll’s a vice verse, she love me enough to overlook all my addictions/
this ain’t even her spot, boss ain’t it?/
jus make me wonder wat my father’s thinking/
we can skip that, as far as what he would tell me, i probably would make it obvious i ain’t got the heart to spit that/
was raised with a pride
why my ventilation always kinging sh-t/
why it always stings a bit, got it?/
just looking for the balance, check it i could move across the board like it dont matter/
got me questioning if its talent/
excuse a n-gga highness/
most the n-ggas on my level be trapping or they ain’t rapping, im tryna break the silence/
but results ain’t enough right?/
gotta make some sh-t that i dont like/
something for the clubs, money for the life/
i jus want the love, this is just something for the night/
they predicting me switching up on the mic/
but if i answer before 3, id go wizard b4 5/
machine gun raps for all the comments in the back/
id have this looking like a mall over in kenya/
jumping on these n-ggas, done gottm calling me binya/
if thats in poor taste then my n-gga step to the menu/
the speech is gourmet but its pig latin for dishes/
now let that sh-t sink in/

thats the formal invitation pick your ditches/
i could probably do a dissertation on your cl-ss/
boxing out you’re team, no visitation on that -ss/
carolina rabbit, target the “free world” yea i know somebody has it/
my n-ggas looking like “please/
take the open doors, all the windows gotta lease”/
but keys make the chords, i ain’t tryna break the leash/
i know, its dark around that corner when you go there/
but walkin by sight will lead you ultimately nowhere/
they tell me its a waste, i tell them every morning i look god in the face and he lookn like preach/
new polytheist, got the whole team, then kubes, then fe, then smook, ab in this/
like d-mn sunn you lettn out your secrets/
but all the illest fighters hibernate throughout season/
im fearing his arrival, he told me god body happens when you rap life, he’s just living his recital/
thats how you know the sh-ts vital/
i prolly shoulda warned him that its suicidal/
take your own life, give it to who follows/
but wear it on the sleeve bravo’s the new bravado/
been going johnny to let them see in/
been getting stronger by the weekend, im big brother/
god solar, to myself and i dont f-ck with summer/
could probably move thunder when i do it/
i’ll holla when it peaks/
agua with it, im the water on the sphinx/
i arrive type wit it like/
(it’s yours)

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