wack, face it the Wu is back I got my uzi back, you dudes is wack, face it the Wu is back Up at Killa Bee headquarters, full rips is poured up I saw [
one's gonna hand it to you on a silver platter Stand up my brother, stand up my sister Stand up my brother, stand up my sister So you stand up and
up my high Before you fuck up my high Before you fuck up my high Before you fuck up my high Before you fuck up my high Fuck up my high All I wanna say
now superfluous I just declare you man and bride And man and bride and man and bride! Wait a minute! wait a minute! Georgianna, get over here with that law book Listen up
played backwards] (I like this!) Big things pop, little things stop If you talk a lot in your mouth you get socked Miss don't flop 'cause I only get
get the game on the radioDaddy?s gotta know the score There?s a big yellow thing on a flat bed trailer Wonder what that thing?s forWe got towels rolled up
it till I'm blue just like this. But what I get when I slide-a my wrist, You know you're not gonna get it when you get like this, So don't you, don
, adrenaline start pumpin' I smash pumpkins, hard rock be in the cafe Tear the club up, and anyone that try to judge us The last days, makin' sure I get
should get up & quickly clear my head up, Cause Etta got a man & I'm feelin' kinda set-up Now Dude was really fed up & yo, he wouldn't let up Homey if
A lotta people say misoginistic which is true I don't deny it matter of fact I stand by it So please stand by it and start up a damn riot If u don't wanna get stampeded then stand
too A lotta people say misoginistic which is true I don't deny it, matter of fact, I stand by it So, please stand by it and start up a damn riot If you don't wanna get stampeded then stand
recognize from here to Baltimore to Fort Green But hold up, Moet be tastin' like throw-up My mob roll up, dripped to death, whips rolled up Ya never
, regulate with well known tone A Wally kingpin, who also slam and strike edition What up, Corleone smoke the bone, Tone phone me What up he tried to
Of his sick premeditated, murder caper I walk with the Shaolin strut, burn a dutch Watch Street eat 'em up, cold crush, bumrush Spot rusher get touched backed up
recorders Stashed inside pockets of those who lack aura Twist the DAC up, them niggaz with math is back up Watch he act up, fifty-two block track we slap up
pros from all the titles I took, yea The crowd's at ease when I breat through the mic end As I whip up a dance better move all the mic stands I go to
like a cookbook Acknowledge the pros from all the titles I took, yeah The crowd's at ease when I breath through the mic end As I whip up a dance better move all the mic stands