the rhyme boss of the Syndicate alliance [Incomprehensible] Rhyme Syndicate brotherhood, we rock a blood oath Radical Posse down to death While your crew's on the tape, Donald-D break Syndicate
Intro Watch yourself Keep where my eyes could see International Crime Syndicate Thugs, niggas Whatsup Whatsup {Myalansky} Cats be eyeing me, somebody
See Doc'ors starilize me, seeing poppy in a Casa Lopi Don't need to persue me, Soloman, the dominant Straircases on dot, your man, Crime Syndicate Shine
the news, my heart dropped down to my dick Timin was fucked up, right around the time we'd all be rich New with tricks, we went through Wu-Syndicate,
lost it all yet Don't know what you're made of 'til the one thing that you want Is coming with the dawn and suddenly changes Monday syndicate meets
rhyming biz? Yes, I think so 'cuz I'm a pioneer Blazing a trail across a new frontier I go the length of growing strength as I get older 'Cuz I'm a syndicate
Through your terms of endearment, refer to her as a "bitch" "slut" a "whore" and a "hole." Caress her emotions. Caress her trust. Squeeze them tighter
We gotta smash 'em Trick bitches lickin for vicks, we gotta splash 'em U.F.O.'s all on the dick, we gotta tax 'em Wu-Syndicate is the shit, you better
of Slot Time, son (Aight, son, it's all Wu) Gimme some play, man, it's cold world right now (It's real out here man, word up) Wu-Syndicate Icy, (ice,
the man, ice grillin Gats with the muffle, groove on with my hustle For 25 years of tears and no fears Money Makers, Wu-Syndicate takin it, yeah Let it
Camouflage squad banded arms with, banana clips Savage, invading palaces for democratics, the war tactic Ill crafted, to spread malice My team max it, legacies for milleniums Wu-Syndicate
[Intro: sampled] Chaos struck nation-wide today as four suspects, including the members of the rap group Wu-Syndicate and another suspect, 12 O'Clock
[Joe Mafia] It all started with snortin up D Breakin in apartments, rollin in stolen cars Stickin dicks, trickin in strip bars Fly niggaz, whips tinted
sortin out down a fresh bundle Drain my pain on your brain muscle The custle, 2 cats to die hustlin Fiend creamin men, lavish establishment Ghetto Politics, Syndicate
wu syndicate what goin on chilin with the beat,represent killer bees song all atime is prayer to allah from my love with my main check this gun to my
* - originally appeared on Wu-Chronicles as "Lutunza Hit" [Myalansky] Let's get this money for real. It's time to get paid baby. Lutunza. All that shit
Intro: Keep your plans on the low Just another chamber, the swarm Roll dark and deep, Bobby Digital Wu-Syndicate, Wu-syndicate Be Born, Daddy-O, what
timin' of your shield We on it like angry hornet-types on your perimeter Sinister, car crash impact in vehicular Crime Syndicate just asserted this
