Wu Tang - Lesson Learn'd (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Wu Tang - Lesson Learn'd (en) Lyrics
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Niggas in the streets gonna learn
Them Wu-Tang niggas don't play
Them Def Squad niggas don't play
Them Jersey niggas don't play
Them Staten Island niggas don't play
I said 1, 2, 3 and to the 4
I glide like there's simply
no traction on the flore
10304, live action from the door
Shawty dime, let the whole team
smash her on the tour
I splash bravado, fast cash aficionado
Savage vandal
I'm a legend of tomorrow
Painting the truth, here's
proof, ain't it the truth
So ill a nigga spit with
a containment suit
Slayin' the booth, aim, shoot,
bang! Cave in the roof
Hater, wouldn't last a day in my shoes
You know very well, bet he swell,
you can tell he jeal'
My price hiking like the pills
Martin Shkreli sell
Mathematics tracks, I craft havoc
Fact, I black on it, black,
I'm back at it
Fact, I blacked on it,
black, I'm back at it
Yo, I'm on top of the world,
mama, lookey here
I'm a boy beastin' in
my car, Paul Revere
Horsepower, never fell off,
look in the mirror
When I drop something, you
like Martin, all ears
Late Night Letterman, I
light it like Edison
Fire through the wire, I wrote
it out in Maryland
Arrogant? Yes. Tune in, my Hot 9 Flex
Cut the check and your boy digress
At my age it's all about bread
Tryna be nice at 40, you
can have it all shawty
I'm tryna make history,
and history say
Fuck rap, I divorced her,
the bitch bore me
Throw your hands up, let's
tear the bar up
So much bud I started
sweating cigar guts
And these white folks love
me like a Starbucks
Fuck with 1 dude, you
gotta fuck with all us
Mathematics, you a fucking genius,
nigga. yo, fuck that
Ladies and gentlemen
I need you to put your hands together
For worldwide international producer
Worldwide international DJ
And the creator of the
Wu-Tang W symbol
Please put your hands together
and show your love
For our brother and yours Mathematics
Please support me on PATREON Thank you!