From the Isles of Staten lyrics

[Intro]
That new Wu 2nd Generation sh*t, n*gga
This is like betting on a horse
To the, f*cking, f*ck it

[Verse 1: Sun God]
You was on a straight path, got tied up then criss cross
Punting it lost a 100 grams, I'm tryna get this brick off
Family looking down on me, know my granny p*ssed off
Seen a kid die ain't get a chance to see this kid walk
Look at this sh*t
Is it love, do it really exist?
I cut em all off, a coin toss to flip for my b*tch
Acquired all yours, so four more, I sh*t on the strip
Want me to relax? And can't take the heat when it's lit?
You lacking your mind, and that's why I'm eating a grip
Gymnastic time, and that's why I'm eager to flip
You out your mind, and that's why I paid for the tips
Collapse with time, and that's why I'm able to live
I clap this nine, prolly throw it straight to your chips
Sunny D muthaf*cka, you feeling the kid
If Adam is Eve, I prolly take it outta your rib
It's gunplay all day, n*gga know how I live
It's Sunny

Yеah
1-800K on B hotline
Spit that sh*t
[Chorus: Sun God, "PXWER" + Method Man Sample]
You was on a straight path, got tied up then criss cross
From thе Isles of Staten
"It's timeless, tell a n*gga to rewind this"
From the Isles of Staten
You lacking your mind, and that's why I'm eating a grip
"In the trenches with gorillas, my n*ggas they be the drillers"
From the Isles of Staten

[Verse 2: PXWER]
It's timeless, tell a n*gga to rewind this
King toker, they call me your Highness
Only smoke the finest, but I'm off the Bah-Bah
Got your baby in the studio, calling me, dadda
Ran through dimensions, landed on 5th
With a forty ounce of wisdom, my hand full of spliffs
One sixty, lives in my heart, be that ooo sh*t
n*ggas say I sound like Mef, it be that Wu sh*t
Control over your mind, with one thesis
No love for a chicken, n*ggas chest anemic
My n*ggas put a shot in yo' ass like free clinics
You know Fif' always spitting out sh*t, I need a dentist
In a field full of rats and snakes, I be the realest
In the trenches with gorillas, my n*ggas they be the drillers
Beating they chest, for being in jail for breaking some necks
Or them lame ass n*ggas say they claim they the best
Knowledge
[Chorus: Sun God, "PXWER" + Method Man Sample]
You was on a straight path, got tied up then criss cross
From the Isles of Staten
"It's timeless, tell a n*gga to rewind this"
From the Isles of Staten
You lacking your mind, and that's why I'm eating a grip
"In the trenches with gorillas, my n*ggas they be the drillers"
From the Isles of Staten