Pointin' Fingers

Wu-Syndicate

[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,