New Generation - 2nd Generation Wu

Pen to the paper, nobody safe, yeah

Like death on your shoulder come meet your maker

Pen to the paper, nobody safe, yeah

Like death on your shoulder come meet your maker

I stay on it, I be goin off

Big brain know-it-all

Never follow protocol

A poet flowing motor oil

Show me how to show em all

You don’t gotta panic or get frantic

I’m as cool as the band on the Titanic

If you don’t understand it you should pan across the planet in a hammock

Get your mind off that New York city transit

Now in Spanish

Mira gente, yo me gusta la calma y tranquilo

For my people & don’t forget about karma

Uh

See imma do something that they only say they do (Do what?)

Steal your game, call you over, to play a game witchu (the fuck?)

I never lied but you bet I’m guessing my aim is true

Boy it’s Baby Blue like no oxygen when I flame the booth

Sideburns, Wolverine

But I got my Sabretooth

In the grayish coupe I got more than one like a Wayans spoof

Finally shot a gun such PXWER I got to aim & shoot

Gotta show respect like when older heads share the game witchu (Knowledge)

Pen to the paper, nobody safe, yeah

Like death on your shoulder come meet your maker

Pen to the paper, nobody safe, yeah

Like death on your shoulder come meet your maker

It’s P!

I be the beast when trees roll

Niggas peep the wagon, catch shells through peep holes

I keep hoes on knees & foes on ten toes

My speech flow further than niles go

And my best shoes run on tracks that’s my miles bro

My eyes low, mind’s fried from getting too high yo

Told em I got the hook, wrote the verse so fuck it, I’m back spazzin'

Bargasm when I dip in the pocket you know what happened

Pen to the paper, nobody safe, yeah

Like death on your shoulder come meet your maker

Hey, y’all can’t fuck with Fifth like R. Kelly

Can’t fuck with the kid, A drunk nanny nigga lost his wig

I’m playing

Yeah Nigga

You know what the fuck time it is nigga

Yo somebody better be rollin up right NOW

Need some muh fuckin weed in this bitch

Niggas came through, shitted all over this muh fucka

INTeLL

Really doe?

Like c’mon man

Pen to the paper, nobody safe, yeah

Like death on your shoulder come meet your maker

Pen to the paper, nobody safe, yeah

Like death on your shoulder come meet your maker