Wan Chai

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Ayo, we move silent with loud ratchets, blowing down cabbage
Birds of a feather flock together in down jackets
That old shit dead put it down in a brown casket
Now I'm reborn like Tom Hanks in the Cloud Atlas

Patience low like a doctor with malpractice
That's why I'm jugging and finessing the loud package
Try to be humble and hiding the sounds lavish
But it's hard to hide flavour like a kitchen without cabinets

My shit surgical
Wrist worth a few, shoot shit like Turkoglu
I look at you and see pussy, all cervical
You spoke on me and now nobody's heard a word from you

You down to die for your pride, what's it worth to you?
I drop my nuts on your porch and crack the earth in two
Ayo, it's sweet [?] the mystic
He drive me crazy, get slapped with the hand I shift with

Nigga you just started reaching the status quo, bro don't become a statistic
I carry the cannon tucked, he like what?
6 feet? Perfect, I'll bury you standing up

Level-headed but I've apparently had enough
My damn mind like a land mine don't step near it
Strutting with two pieces on the side, I'm Jeff Jarrett
He lying about that hustling [?]

I showed up ready for war, no fronts
You came to showboat, but when I brainstorm, your boat sunk
We at your door front, two guns with us, they both pumps
Scratched serial, and when I send them in, the toast crunch, nigga