Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga Wu buck wild with the trigger Yo, I'll fuck your ass up! I fuck yo ass up I fuck yo ass up (fuck him up son) I fuck yo ass up (fuck him up son, Wu for life}​​​​) I fuck ya ass up (fuck him up) (Hut one, hut

Be careful who you tell. Whoa! (Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!) Waiting on a bloodline It's water under the bridge 'Cause you gotta look her in the eye, And you gotta love your way of life. 'Cause you got a guilty filthy soul Don't you know it's out of your control?

If your heart tells you to then who are you to question it If the world gets you down, don't be afraid to wrestle it You have your whole life ahead of you Come make a mess of it Who are you to question it And I can see straight into your soul Feeling oh

Of this life And everybody hurts sometimes Hold on, hold on Everybody hurts Don't throw your hand When your day is long And the night The night is yours alone When you're sure you've had enough

Your love is life saving You always catch me when I fall Together we’ve grown All I want you to know And I couldn’t be the same without you darling If ever apart Is your love is life changing Woman your love is life changing Affairs of the heart

Walk the Plank! With your life, you'll pay the price Boots of lead, your blood runs red Time to die, your end is nigh Descend into the black and don't come back The time for execution, a harrowing display For treachery upon the seas has taken place this

Light up your face with gladness Hide every trace of sadness Although a tear May be ever so near That's the time You must keep on trying What's the use of crying? You'll find that life

You drag me to hell 'Cause God can't save you from all your sins When you threw your life away you let the devil in Like everyone and everything you drag me, you drag me to hell What I'd give to see you gone I'd love to see that face you make When I walk

Nobody knows you when you're down and out. Once I lived the life of a millionaire Spending my money, with never a care Takin' all my friends out for a good time Drinkin' high-priced liquor, champagne and wine; Then I began to fall so low; Didn't have a

Come some more into my sight If you're dealing war, backwards stay far We're dealing with truths and rights Yeah, in London talkin' to Rhetorik 'bout my life and shit I thought the album was finished but I keep writing shit It's kind of funny how life