The Second Coming Ringtones

SECOND COMING We made it through this slums I was a king before the crown Tell the enemy,ntaadeE no koraa mpo sa mpo a we no go wear the frown King Sark deserve applause Humble frEE me wafeeli proud If u weak then kai bi sE abi strong EnkyE yEde flow no bE fille crowd Wo nnuru soro na yabE pulle down Chale more flow na EEbE cruzy town Heat naa EEba no Emu Ehye kyEn underground SE meka meho a,fire ncooly down SE yE gyinamu sE Ghanafoc support, Oseikrom mom support,trust you can't afford To God be the glory first of all,chale we no go fall,rap Tupac Shakor Alhamdililah bismilah We started no be this July So a dead man can't be afraid to die The end of the tunnel we see the light Madwene anadwo a mafcn Meho ba asEm against atwe wc mo kcn Ato me ne Nyankopcn Style no koraa mEtcn Am thirsting for treasure nyE nsukcm Watena wagya fie kakraa a,Ewc sE wotu Againstfoc wei so so Ewc sE mosu AbranteE wonua ne me a,nka wobo afu Wo Ben me a,nsEmfoo nka wose atu We've been in a casket Kim They are trying to shut this team Flow wei yE masters scheme Keeping myself esteem Shutout to success team 2*.They painty me black am still on my level You messing with me,you messing with devil Life is a race when life be the rate I no get insurance life is a risk Chale no be hype on the mic abi great Am ready to fire kyEn bar cigarette hei!!! Kwame Nkrumah joo nkorcfoc feeli wo So wasEm ba nso a,obiara bE tease wo Tehc na wosuro dea a,obiara bE defeat wo So many faces obiara bE shape wo Waiting for heaven to call yor Praying for hommie to fall yor I know my fans no go bore yor Oseikrom boy no be Jon yor Nyame nhyira obiara wctan ma'kyi M'edaase cdc m'adaa no adi Osei EnyE mo a,mEsan m'akyi Omo ama meteha meho ayE ahi 2*. The Painty me black am still on my level You messing with me,you messing with devil

Interrupt a motherfucking shark attack like bitch what? Hold up Three's you better throw up At least a middle finger save the vomit for the close up Post up on a cross Fuck Slick Sloth Bitch I'm the Messiah Yung Christ is just the prior Throw him in the dirt and raise him in the motherfucking fire Called up Ruby the Sloth Told him bring the Chevy Little does he know I got a grave dug in a levee Glock cocked and it's ready Told him slide up out the whip *Click clack *Bang bang Ruby does not exist Bitch I'm Oddy Nuff Gripping the shotty pump Tip to the cops where the body's dumped I want these motherfuckers to know what Oddy does Sloppy puffs of the blunts I'm too fucked up to fuck up a cunt Try and copy us fuck boy $uicide Oddy shot me up Bitch I'm Slickity Sloth the fucking menace Yung Christ diminished Sinners that don't say no penance 59 the premise The resurrection of the leopard out the pet cemetery You want to find out about us go check an obituary

I couldn't tell If the bells were getting louder The songs they ring I finally recognize I only know Hell is getting hotter Devil getting smarter all the time And it would be nice To walk upon the water To talk again to angels On my side Time is getting closer I read it on a poster Fanatical exposers On corners prophesy It would be nice To walk upon the water To talk again to angels At my side I just come back to show you All my words are golden So have no gods before me I'm the light

Scotty doesn't know that Fiona and me Do it in my van every Sunday She tells him she's in church but she doesn't go Still she's on her knees and Scotty doesn't know! Oh Scotty doesn't know! So don't tell Scotty! Scotty doesn't know! Scotty doesn't know! So don't tell Scotty! Fiona says she's out shopping But she's under me And I'm not stopping Because Scotty doesn't know! Scotty doesn't know! Scotty doesn't know! Scotty doesn't know! So don't tell Scotty! Scotty doesn't know! Don't tell Scotty! I can't believe he's so trusting While I'm right behind you thrusting Fiona's got him on the phone And she's trying not to moan It's a three-way call and he knows nothing, nothing! Scotty doesn't know! Scotty doesn't know! Scotty doesn't know! So don't tell Scotty! Cause Scotty doesn't know! Scotty doesn't know! So don't tell Scotty! We'll put on a show! Everyone will go! Scotty doesn't know! Scotty doesn't know! Scotty doesn't know! The parkin' lot, why not? It's so cool when you're on top! His front lawn in the snow Life is so hard because Scotty doesn't know! Scotty doesn't know! I did her on his birthday Scotty doesn't know! Scotty doesn't know! Scotty doesn't know! Scotty doesn't know! So don't tell Scotty! Scotty doesn't know! Scotty will know! Scotty doesn't know! Scotty's gotta know! I'm gonna tell Scotty! Gonna tell him myself! Scotty doesn't know! Scotty doesn't know! Scotty has to Scotty has to Scotty has to go! Scotty doesn't know! Scotty doesn't know! (So don't tell Scotty!) Scotty doesn't know! Scotty doesn't know! Scotty doesn't know! (So don't tell Scotty!) Scotty doesn't know! Scotty doesn't, Scotty doesn't Scotty doesn't (Scotty doesn't know! Scotty doesn't know! Scotty doesn't know! Scotty doesn't know!) (Scotty doesn't know! Scotty doesn't know! Scotty doesn't know! Scotty doesn't know! Scotty's gotta go!)

God damn man these radio station be buggin' Man it's three o'clock in the mornin, damn This hip-hop shit just keep Damn we got to slow this shit down man, you know what I mean? Fiends were never waiting in the hill They ran one step ahead But the jiggy was always there Upon the project pavement There was death, enslavement of the mind Single mothers are filled with stress As I lay there with my baby We would look, from the window and cry Then suddenly in the sky Between the new world ages We were blessed and Wu-Tang fills the ear With the melody of a train (Lord is suddenly here) False MCs are melting In the dark, all the weak LP's Are going down God released the tape out, early May And I don't think the world can take it 'Cause it took so long to make it And the hip-hop game'll never be the same Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang Upon the project pavement There was death, enslavement of the mind Single mothers are filled with stress Between the new world ages We were blessed and Wu-Tang fills the air With the knowledge that God posses As I lay there with my baby We would look, from the window, and cry Then the Wu-Tang sign appears, in the sky Billboards started melting In the dark, all the weak MCs Are going down God released the tape of, Earthly pain And I don't think the world can take it 'Cause it took so long to make it And the hip-hop game'll never be the same And I don't think the world can take it 'Cause it took so long to make it And the hip-hop game'll never be the same Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang Wu-Tang