Album: Shaolin vs. Wu-Tang
Chorus:
Now we are the masters of our fate,
That the task that which has been it's not above our fate,
That it's pangs and toils are not beyond our endurance,
As long as we have faith in our goals
And unconquerable will power
Salvation will not be denied us!
Salvation will not be denied us!
We are the masters of our fate!
The time has come, I just begun, this is
My wallet got flat killin' cowards from the
The stolen land where gold chains control a man,
holding hands, stolen grams
I play the fan, I leave that nigga for dead orshould I save him?
Spittin' out phlegm, no just grave him
I remember days I used to work for niggers eatjerk,
niggers buy weapons, laughin and jokin tryin' to flip,
Clip is loyal, Fly spoil on the black display royal
even though we go back to oil, black oils
Live as ever can't tell me nothing,
Whatever this thing of ours is empowered
By my niggers are pumping 24 hours in sling motion, wave brush,
I knew my hair was the ocean, running through the building just negotion'
Some of the creeps knew me very well, knew he was sad, knew he was
Chorus:
Now we are the masters of our fate,
That the task that which has been it's not above our fate,
That it's pangs and toils are not beyond our endurance,
As long as we have faith in our goals
And unconquerable will power
Salvation will not be denied us!
Ok, bitches, I burned some,
Lessons are learned some,
Money, I spent some, lent some, earned some
My eyes tellin' tell her the hell I return from,
Spark up a L for homies I haven't heard from,
Burn when the urge come,
I'm living large never chilling on the curb just a villain on the verge
My tenth shot is as official as the third one,
Second one, first one, worse come to worst, run!
When I was pushed out of the womb the Earth spun,
The only way to describe this is inertia
Some rappers think they could try me, who the first up?
I don't guarantee no survivors, niggers surfs up!
Yeah, courage and sacrifice,
Hold on tight and save your laughter for the afterlife
These chumps thinkin' they good, ain't even half as nice,
Your fate will be a one way ticket to paradise
Chorus:
[Winston churchill:]
Now we are the masters of our fate,
That the task that which has been it's not above our fate,
That it's pangs and toils are not beyond our endurance,
As long as we have faith in our goals
And unconquerable will power
Salvation will not be denied us!
Salvation will not be denied us!
We are the masters of our fate!