Remix of Man Overboard lyrics on top of Wu-Tang instrumentals

Man Overboard | Wu-Tang Remix

ta ta
la la la la
start up with the follower, i wonder what they call ya
underneath the creek, clouds loom, i hear the thunder
since conundrum and some dumb came without the condum
sun done shine for five minutes of a life that viciously survived
thrived is not a word for a person who just gets by
some say mental state keep the mind healthy
ya, alcohol intake, Alcatraz escape
call it water works, smoke swirl an addict mistake
took the time to slowly commit suicide
fuck, deep thoughts need fertilized 
eyesight better than expected
respect lower than neglected
message essence fuming with the restless
young, dumb, cocky
death is at the precipice
vestiges
when and where at what time will the walls come crumbling down?
I have an idea

[I seen it all before the moment occurs
and i lounge to think about what keeps me disturbed.
When the fall came i wondered about the cold winter would bring.
Fortify the fence but i seen crows landing on the trees.
Here comes the one fallen angel..... Welcome.]

Fight, take a stand....... and grab a knife
frigid nights, keep the sight focused on the type of reality that continues life.
Live from the planet of eternal, no fucking need for your referal.
the fire be sticky, orange and purple.
Grab keys, engine, turn, start, drive.
Keep it simple
The window. Yes the breeze. fly bird set free,
believe in optical regression, feel the dream.
The size of enemies become small with advanced strategies.
Mind over matter. I'll see you at the ladder. My climbing speed impeccable.
A suggestion to revert to breath control, some cardio, it's the damage of the rap ego.
Ages ago, I turned pen into words on paper until samples were served hard boiled with some sauce.
Lost were a few who crossed paths and then bond with the like minded making moves for ten.

[I swear to god i've seen god.
It was just a dream but sometimes i mix it up.
Lost in this wonderous reality of which I call life.
A masquerade of masked personality types.
A scene of murderous intent.
Spent my last dollar on some cents,
Cleaning off the lint. 
Hard pressed.
The battle continue until that layer of life shed.]

What was the want of what we do now?
Senial. Sink or swim. Yep I steep the tea now.
Deep dive.
Feel like scuba suit ain't got me pressurized right.
benz rolling, keep the friends that keep the sins coming.
sweet heart. bay ocean breeze got me thinking stay discreet.
Sound of profound limited mental crevices.
seek the sentences. thought to pad to computer program.
im van damme, jean claude with the vengence.
sundance with the moon while people try to stay woke.
poke, prod the fire, find the scapegoat.

slight one, slight two. that's enough from the fuck i threw.

i'm through with you and your bullshit.

say my name, say my name, play my game, play my game, fear no lane, stay my sane

Man Overboard | Wu-Tang Remix

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