fuckin with wucorp aint that simple
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fuckin with wucorp aint that simple
we run mad white shit that give ur nose the sniffel
watch the my crane technique make your defense ripple....away, you lil' kids can't come out and play
rhymin after Ron who hasnt responded me on myspace then more then a month...so i guess its cool so im out...peace all 1
Operation, Destination be my mind which is mad pacing
chasing destiny with cement boots and steel laces
a mystery like unsolved cases, untold facts leaving unknown faces
sherlock couldnt follow my trace or magnify my essence, my foot steps are messages of a timley pace
a murder case left with no traces...the shogun u a no one slice u in all kinds of diff places
hatred grows in the darkest of places, minds of psycopaths, murderers and rapists
steel fingers, metal faces, spin the track backwards and watch while all time erases.
my rap style is mad amazin, my mind remain patient to reveal the right places, godly nations
commercial rap relations has ruined our early hip hop creations
It's all about a rapid commercial revelation, the true wu colors will shine with a safe haven
My hip hop craving can't be mistakin, rhymes scary like wes craven, I got bitches all over the world wavin they tits at me