Lyrics

Ladies and gentlemen welcome to the lyrical grand prix

We have our drivers racin' for a three million dollar purse

Winner takes all gentlemen start your engines

Give me room hit the tune

Feature presentation comin' soon early June

Killa Bee platoon well groomed

Spells doom raise the volume

You react like a werewolf in a full moon

With the force of a trojan horse

Pushin' forward, have your seat belt fastened

We blastin' into orbit, Wu restore the new chamber

Wu-banger number 9, expert precision and design

Mastermind the plan took a matter of time

From the confines of the cold world I shine

It's amazin', the grace, change in the place

Blazin' the brakes, invadin' the space

Switchin' lanes in the race, claimin' first place

Raisin the stakes, it's a game to the fakes

I own many jewels, drop more than I wear

I come in peace, prepare for the warfare

The invincible fold, when they're caught in the square

And the talk mad shit when the coast is clear

Yes, ladies and gentlemen

We've just completed the first lap

Blood kin, knowledge, knowledge, I build with rap scholars

Guns and wallets, prowess, Staten Island stylist

12 man roster, live long, prosper

Street philosopher, you end up like Jimmy Hoffa

Ain't a damn thing changed but the aim, bullet range

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