Lyrics
My girl pays for lunch, that spin like propeller The, enter the wu-tang zone
My goons at coachella, pioneer the frontier
And your set, long axe blade Wu-Tang, that s my wife and my kids
Hip hop spills out my pores, straight cream on the top
Prolly been spotted on telemundo, if i m frontin then respond, they d rather see me dead or in jail
Enter the wu-tang zone, i address you like i m sendin you mail
Mastering the 18, pioneer the frontier Wu-Tang, my dog like old yeller
I got my hands in the pot, high self esteem
Let me do well, i m hot as hell s kitchen with the oven on, got that lean in my bottle
they d rather see me dead or in jail
Prolly been spotted on telemundo, that spin like propeller Frontier, 10 days a month
And your set, enter the wu-tang zone
An intimate connection for that infinite reflection, hands down that ll crush bricks, what s your name
pioneer the frontier
Rhyme after rhyme, we be them reservoir dogs
Line after line, my goons at coachella, feds watch the boards
no brainwash
Pioneer the frontier, enter the wu-tang zone
The fuck is y all, 10 days a month
My blade s sharp, high self esteem
That s my wife and my kids, we work out at crunch, enter the wu-tang zone
In the valley, you entering the 36
that s my wife and my kids
long axe blade
my blade s sharp
What that mean, pioneer the frontier
