Wu-Tang Chang
I cant imagine a life without my wu-tang chain
Its the same about the game in the day of a g mane
the things we do for it is that we prosper it
it remings me of my cousin that passed away
he brings so much joy that it holds inside me
im am happy with it and rarely sad with it
With brandons fat chainz i have mine
but mines even fatter than his.
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