Uncommon (feat. HoneyBunz)

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Deadly Three

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(Mel Tha Prophet, Deadly Three, Deadly Three) 
(Mel Tha Prophet, Yeah, Deadly Three Shit)

So I, so I had to volunteer (Good will)
Not to be a commoneer (Nah)
Or should I say common? I put the U-N in uncommon 
I'm lawless, regardless hip hop's been lost and I'm here for adoption 
A new millennial motherfuckin' prophet
Beg your pardon? 
D-d-did I stutter? 
Pen to the canvas like I'm bob Ross (Bob Ross)
Call me big boss (Big boss) 
On the come up like Steve Jobs in his garage Grindin' 'till I reach the top 
Can't stop I'm solo, no entourage apart from the Three (Deadly Three)
Nobody could hold me, ain't nobody solidified like this trilogy (Deadly Three)
Can't compare me 
I'm doing this differently, impaired by my God sent abilities
Blue rose, challenging all probabilities of what you imagined I could be (Deadly Three)
Taking this shit the next degree, I'm fire and this game is gasoline (Yes, Sir)
Believe me, the Three will rise 
One view away from hip-hop's demise 
Don't let us be exposed 'cause then it's game over and that's all she wrote, motherfucker, yeah (Yeah)

(Here we go, Yeah)
(Yeah)

Here to do it different, it seemed so unlikely 
I know you bitches really wanna fight me 
F*ck a royalty, I search for loyalty 
I wake up on the grind now it's time to take what's mine (Take what's mine)
Straight from the bottom, yeah, bitch, I really got a problem 
But I'm here to do it often, steady aim marksmen, target acquired (Brrr, brrr)
Pull the trigger, sippin' heavy liquor with no hesitation 
On my path, obliteration and every single laugh is practice to my craft (Haha)
So grab a raft cause I'll throw you over like my last did to me 
Wait, f*ck it, I got the Three, so legendary 
Anything on this earth is secondary (Yeah)
Watch the blue rose grow, taking any match up toe-to-toe here to put on a show
Yeah, we aim high and we aim far 
The Three and HB shooting for the stars (Yeah)
Take a closer look had to catch up and write it in this fuckin' book 
But for now that's all she wrote, motherfucker, yeah

(Yeah, yeah)
(Haha)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Hm, tell 'em)

So I, So I had to drop a dime like Steve Nash up in his prime (Ballin')
People hating on my grind, oh how do they find the time?
HoneyBunz on the beat, you know it's BZ, yeah
Murder all these verses, bitch, I make it look easy 
A hot head at times, but I always stay breezy 
Got more bars than your xannies and it's making you queasy (Ugh)
Yeah, they said I was common 
Stakes high, bread low, catch me chowing on ramen 
The richest man ain't necessarily the one with the dough 
There's a dose of your common, yeah, I thought you should know 
A rare breed in this bitch, catch me rolling with the Three (Three)
Sicker than your average, that's a guarantee 
Stone cold, steady hand, with a mic in the other 
You can't follow the creed, this for my and my brothers 
Hating from a couch 'cause you ain't doing the numbers
Familiarity is for suckers, that's why you searching for comfort
I done bagged all the bitches you been try'na hop on
I even helped your girl start to write you a Dear John, yeah
So sorry, so sad, but you should probably take notes 
She said "I don't f*ck lames" and that's all she wrote, motherfucker, yeah 

And that's all she wrote, motherfucker, yeah

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