WORD TO WU-TANG Lyrics

Lately feel like I got the world on a string

I ain't used to the confidence, I don't know a thing

Like how can I maneuver when the fat lady

sing

And if it's really over, what did I bring

I ask myself on the daily if I'm finally going crazy

And if I make it to the end

I pray the Lord could take me

The devil tried

But he knew he could never break me

I, I against I

Flesh of mine

Flesh of mine

Of my mind

Two of a kind

But one won't survive

My images reflect in the enemy's eye

And his images reflect in mine at the same time

Panicking like a Ritalin side effect

But manage to see who could really hide the

best

Damage like I might need to decide on vests

Just to protect my chest, cause I always protect my neck

Word to Wu-Tang

We always kickin' shit

And we keep them lambofeeties ready, word to Usain

Gotta keep it moving here in this game

You bound to catch a bruisin thinking you gang

Seeing right through you, nigga, you lame

With eyes just like a two-way mirror

If you looked into my mind, you would see things clearer

So the reflection's perfection is never truly there

The depression and tension, you'll never truly care

Obsession of perception, it's what you truly fear

You'll never know yourself, what they think don't matter

So just show yourself, and so your brain don't splatter

You'll just grow yourself, take the time to understand

You owe it to yourself, there's only so much time

Still pouring out the hourglass

You can do so much, when an hour pass

So father, stretch my hands, it's in our grasp

And we gon' celebrate tonight like it was our last

Cause shit it might be, I think about it nightly I never take it lightly

Cause life a movie, Spike Lee

So many gone

I wish that I could get them back

But bitch, I'm on

I know they want me to attack

Opportunistic is better than being realistic

We control it all, but you must've missed it

The reflection that I mentioned was me being cryptic

This shit is so damaging, our minds are twisted

Like how we so close but still feeling distant

A genuine connection's almost non-existent

Hold on, hold on, bitch, am I preaching now

This went from music to a teaching

How

You think I'm reaching, wow, so I just say it again

The same thing I said in the beginning, I say in the end

I, I against I

Flesh of mine

Flesh of mine

Of my mind

Two of a kind

But one won't survive

My images reflect in the enemy's eye

And his images reflect in mine at the same time