Pointin Fingers Lyrics by Wu-syndicate

Pointin Fingers Lyrics

    [joe mafia]
    My mic sabre track-slashin', rhythmatic navigator
    Quasar dart flamin', mediterranian
    Catastrophic with the block logic mafia cat
    Maneuv' swift, o.g. got some projects
    Got the raw deal on the war field
    Sixty trillion ton guns on timin' of your shield
    We on it like angry hornet-types on your perimeter
    Sinister, car crash impact invehicular
    Crime syndicate just aserted this raw dosage
    Blow your mind focus, mastermind links in 3 voltage
    Love is love amongst us, you cause pass
    Receive penalties unjust is how my team rush
    Magnetic attracts stacks, repels cosmetic
    Cats would jack shorty watch, mimic
    Anacondas die spottin' bombers that's sky high
    Fully traumatized, wonderin' why, why

    [chorus: myalansky]
    Fake rap thugs, gun slingers, no need for names
    We don't point fingers, title you claim
    Go here, start swingin', leave, die stingin'
    Stop the mirage, get scarred dreamin'
    Now that he gone, driven his mom screamin'

    [myalansky]
    Just a seven from this rap doses, cats is bogus
    Keep your eyes open, shakin' the dice, stay alive, focus
    Myalansky cold as ice, don't lose your life
    City red, sheist, bubble all night, lower the price
    I improved, dock and move units, fiends who shooted
    Younger cats tooted, faggot you blew it
    Give me the gat, do him
    Dime art rap, perhaps lungs collapse, let me back track
    Slapped for talkin', snitchin', get clapped at
    Projects, actual facts, slingin' some crack
    We'll come back, pure garbage, yo, you dumb, black?
    Blow his fuckin' head off joe, call napolean
    The only man, wu-syndicate, what? rollin' in
    Bring me modern chokes to the cocktail colombian, hungry men
    Sniper from your rooftop, right, aimin' for uncle ben
    Feathers and brims, leathers and timbs
    Jean paul gaulthier wear, bitches let it begin

    [chorus]

    [joe mafia]
    Saint valentino, 'bino, ghetto tarentino
    Conceal weapons, brought adolecence, insert to your project fabuloso
    Holdin' a stolen tre-ocho, maneuver thru old foes
    Who old? fold the bitch in choke hold
    Propositions, fuck ass kickin', it's math', listen
    Mad figures, courted, extorted, auto craft, switch it
    Get it right, shifty and shiest, city insite
    I'm busy trife, hiddin' flights, premeditated heist
    More fiend fiend lusted cream, busted the precusions
    My ears ring, never seen, before cats were lovin' 'steen
    Mother tote, it ain't what you got, it's what you know
    Supreme schemes, trustin' hoes, safe but large cargos
    Get remmy bent, probably my posse be holdin' heavy shit
    Syndicate, benevolent flinch, who blocks split the sound of trumpets
    Inside the mercury, temperature thirty degrees
    D.a. and the v.a., the worensy, dunn

    [chorus]

    [myalansky]
    Lame hands, front the trophy, he don't deserve that
    Herb frontin' hard with the gat, screamin' he splurged that
    Most of these cats frontin', look gorilla poke tax
    Runnin', look, tote, spit all up on wax
    Myalansky, projects, original concept, take the wrong step
    Caught in the zone for those who life froze
    From poke-nose to venice beach, locked up in the street
    Hit rock, damn, i feel good, lay back, feel the breeze
    Slide like jet-ski's, flee, smokin' some nestles
    Strees-free, test these three, napolean, joe mafia, my comrades
    Saigon, 'nam without the dome tag, have you whole block in inferno
    But for the most of it, me unposted,
    Careful your throws, syndicate never fold
    Sunshine, rhyme or crime, my team lock the show
    Frontline, deaf, dumb and blind, uncivilized
    Recognize, yo, fake rap thugs

    [chorus]

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