Wu-fang
• Written by Catch22
Yo gone with the wind
Like feather in the air
Larry bird on the court any bird I won't spare
Sport wear like a hustlers tear
This is my year im on like E.T phone home
Now im in b.e.t and I t.n.t litterally
Like e.b.e c.b.e d.c b.c and a.d remember me est..
How they feel me when they aint leveled with me
And how they speaking to me when they isn't rapping with me
36 different styles for every 36 chamber's there's 36 clips
36 bullets 36 shots catch twentty two plus fourteen
36 when I die who fucking with me 36 grown
36 pulling more like what the fuck can i not do anymore
Redman mixed with the blue man you have the potion no option man
Fist of death fisk the wrest fish the best no bait on the hook
No debating this book gottem shook you rook playing rook
Top got took look for the unexpected when you least expect it
Don't neglect it I wrek it when I drive it suspend me I dare it
Walk me out date it
Why,why,why punching so many a to zzzz
I got the snot shot sneeeze
Please please please tell me why they thank
They alphabet rip an alphabet like tebahpla
Poo-popalur propeller Capella an awk
Hawk an acupella imbrept intercept
Triangle tricep untill your double biceped
By a concept till it grabs you Like slap
Bing boom bomb bap listen to the sound
Of the cap serrated a full tang slash smash and lash
Clish clash jays like cash smoke all the weed my heart was made from hash
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Catch22
Member since August 20 2015