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and my mercenaries, middle of south sudan
Carryin' babies bodies, long as I got two hands
Long as I got two feet, millions and my crew deep
We purge for
all the routes landed here, beach houses wit the chandaliere 
Me & my crew, mad cans of beer 
It's copin', live vibe, still eyes open, it's clear
mistakes 
But that's the breaks the highs and lows 
Of the industry 
D.I.T.C. and X to the Z 
Bringin' it live 
Get it crackin' to the third degree
banksta'z) S.O.M. original (black banksta'z)
Wu Killa Beez, Sunzini, 12 O'Clock
Aiyo Knight, we bout to pop it off (John the Baptist, aiyo, we all)

[Hell
all the routes landed here, beach houses wit the chandaliere 
Me & my crew, mad cans of beer 
It's copin', live vibe, still eyes open, it's clear
Mar, kie the original
Everytime I see V, yo I got material
I was just kickin funky records for you
Cause I'm down with the rhythm of a, ah one chk two
Saw my man layin' dead on the floor, kid I swore
That our crew will live forever, I guess I was wrong
No, until we meet again,hold ya head and stay
trigger to a barrel
From the bottom of your heart
'til death do you fuckin' part
Do you understand to live, to lie by him
Is to share your soul, Lord
[Kane]
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Attention to the whole crew
Scoob Lover, Scrap Lover, I don't need your dancin
Mister Cee I don't need you
three
Come with my first diddy-deed

[ Brother J ]
1-2, 1-2
Hm... F.T.P., F.T.P.
Same old gee with the same strategy
See a [edited] em on down
2, look out for my crew
'Cause we be rockin like and nobody knew
From our heads to our shoes, gotta keep it true
Gotta keep it righteous to Him our
jackpot I jacks pot to feelin' my crips
We lay back chillin' and feelin' the music relates
We on the to the two hangin' with my crew
Bullshittin' while
trigger to a barrel
From the bottom of your heart
'til death do you fuckin' part
Do you understand to live, to lie by him
Is to share your soul, Lord
trigger to a barrel
From the bottom of your heart
'til death do you fuckin' part
Do you understand to live, to lie by him
Is to share your soul, Lord
like I love Lucy
my crib is crawling with blunt roaches and
when I'm feigning, I exterminate them by them
lit the dro, in a optimo sizzle slow
hit
the bigger the muscle and smarter the mind
Police only work 12-hour shifts
Cause in Detroit that's cheaper than the bailout, bitch
Trap house built brick by
I live it, What I make I flip it
Money stand tall as Roy Hibbert hater forget it
Young Money!

Yea, where I from nigga even killas get killed
Just
the streets, got those I want the charts now
What I rap I live it, What I make I flip it
Money stand tall as Roy Hibbert hater forget it
Young Money!

Yea,
[Big Krizz Kaliko]
Regime Mobstaz
Regime Niggaz
Regime Killers
Regime Life
(2x)

[Tech N9ne]
Yo, yo!
I'm a Regime original
My flow's aqua
She give me
a fifty two box, original tick in the mind
Listenin to 'Pac and them drop with a prestigious design
My niggaz is dimes, my bitches is dimes
I came up
for penis envy
I split crews in twos to cruise the road with a fork in it
Taking whack rappers out faster than black actors in horror flicks
You're
crews stress, fully on a quest
To be recognised, put up on a level next to me
And the Wise unified our lives, we bless the beat
We yet to see competitors