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Three Ys on a hey
She want me to come over
12 just pulled me over
To play hide and go seek
And I gave her a inch
But she wanted some feet
And sometimes I
thankful that I ain't in the dirt
Under grass or as ash
M three sport with the digital dash
I got future expectation

I built my foundation on manifestation
(zin)
Zin, mafia comme Three 6'
Mon fils fera des drive by en tricycle
Well there are three types of people in this world
Career minded, family and the third
Which gets harder to define
Which for us lot is just fine
We
A voice is downed by an opposition
An empty thought contains useless contradiction

On death's beach(3x)
cold confusion(3x) cold confused(repeat chorus A)
like new pussy thats how a nigga feel
Bust three times throw her the peace sign
She sleep then my dick sleek and I ain't gotta call her for weeks
Long
Woke up in my ride that I apparently crashed
Choked up but I'm fine not even a scratch
The interstates were closed three hours ago
Now empty cars all
parents find me
Told you I'ma Die A Legend, verses sung by the sea
I hope you
Fill the holes that are empty
Tempting you to just sink
Disappear inside this
that’s
More like a death sentence
I promise you that I’m type demented
My mind state? Crime infested
I think I lost myself three years
Ago still tryna
the middle at the top by the gate
On the grass with the crass Volkswagen estate
Whose is it? Mine! You're kidding, it's great! (Jesus)
I just love the way
[Repeat: x3]
Reap the wild wind

A finger points to show a scene. (Take my hand. Take my hand.)
Another face where mine had been. (Take my hand.
[Repeat: x3]
Reap the wild wind

A finger points to show a scene. (Take my hand. Take my hand.)
Another face where mine had been. (Take my hand.
the cul-de-sac
And do it all over again
Just finished up the sack, but I got more money to spend
'Cause at the end of the day, it don't matter
Empty out my bladder
We've been in doors for like three
Days
Time passing by in your pj's
You'd rather hide from the Heatwave
Still have my song on Replay Sending me
Word play is just an illusion
Hypnotized by the television
My names been shot out your mouth
Northern drawl not from the south
Gates of hell guarded by
Covered up by pouring cement

He was banging had no teammates
Boss baby u need to get your bread up
I zigzagging like Max Payne
catching head shots

She
to
Jump out the MPV empty three clips of hollow
Tips wit' no sympathy
Since 14, I sold Morphine for more green
Kept dope in the Nautica coat
Under
treat me like im Farrakhan
I had to do what it took to win i got out in that field like im barry bonds
I had to live by them three rules hustle hustle n
y'all niggas is whack 
Spin on the block with a glock and a Rollie no tock 
I bet three y'all niggas get whacked 
I take his life for a big enough price
internationally ranked supreme 
BK connection, when I be reppin that's no question 
Deceased presidentials on my mentals at all times 
Hop in the three
trembling times 
Take a look around           ..Watch your

Chorus
Step by Step Stone by stone
Meet me at the corner of the road 
Step by Step Stone by stone
of creation

(Interlude)

Verse 3 (Gato#92)
The course of  a creation can be kinda complex
Empty as the whiskey that belongs to Gangsta 2 da Max
You sit with
other MC's
Ye, it's a tragic site
Strap you in the car, hit the gas to the max
Hit it straight into a wall
Jump out last minute so you crash in it
Cops
clearly the oriental attitude is that the three
Are facets of the same thing
Man, listen you see. Really, to me, okay?
To me, ultimately, martial art means

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