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it for the tre
Cold entertainment reppin' blue Kid P the gang
Put three up on your hand if you jumpin' on the train
The prep kids from high school

Smith & wesson needed I been peeling em back
I’m Nadal with the back hand like you been feeling the slap
Get the whole place bouncing, I’m pouncing
Love

Nigga what's the meaning of that
Shit, scheming, a black Smith & Wesson
What's hood i'm grown
Now I gotta start protecting my goods
I gotta start

I'm back, blowin' up like the World Trade
Throw your hands in the air
While the music plays
Comin' live and direct from Dimension X
Where bitches

I'll turn it to a five
If I run in yo crib, better say your goodbyes
Shawty hand on my lap
She wan' go for a ride
Like a black nigga dinner, yeah nigga

like it's No Man's Land
You'll be getting slapped by an old man's hand
Cause Ima prove once and for all that your flow can't stand
Up to the heat that

Lets me see all life's wonders

Make music of your life
Wear the colors of your life

Clap your hands and feel the beat
I tap my fingers and run my feet

chains[00:11.27]You gotta stain on your sweatshirt, only been here for an hour, hope nobody[00:15.16]get hurt Why does everybody out here look like Ernie

Hiding, I sleep with lions
Do not try and pry in
I am prone to violence
I'll take your eyelids,
I'll black out and forget what I did
We are like oil

clap my wings and fly
Away from the lies so I can really be alive

Gotta have faith, I swear that's all it takes
If you believe in love then your heart

And here's what he said
"Time's up n***a"
"Go ahead & say your goodbyes now"
"Judgment Day's upon us"
"It's time for you to get judged now"
"Resting with

the only ten I see
With them high cheek bones like you're black and Cherokee
But let me see
You're short and you're fine and of course you're on my mind
Your

on the avenue
We drug dealers, stick-up kids, and what have you
In rap battles with the audience that clap at you
My block crazy, I never seen a CAB pass through

Out my sight
You don’t belong adios señor
Spend more at the mall
Than on your bitch
Don’t need no time extendo
Best things in life go by quick
Like my

fire engulfing where the blame is
And I continue wilding
No problem judging by the way the flame is
Please underestimate, test your fate
And u see

my food with my hands and I can clap you with it
Keep my mind on my money we won't give that a visit
I was making love to my girl, she told me go

fuck'n night 
Lu-girl, Lu-boy, given the big shocks raise your hands.
No love, No peace this non-fiction give your clap.
OK, Don't think, feel don't touch

but she love men tho
She play with the Wii Wii Nintendo
Im real not pretend yo you know my MO
I spaz get your ass beat like a instrumental
You ain't get

about vans
Just got a new pair
Give the thanks to my mans
Black with some stripes
Words I don't understand
Hands full of stuff
Wasn't part of the plan
I

nigguhs 
And I’m talkin for some money, might just get you rap nigguhs 
Coming strong, too strong fuck around get you clap nigguh ah
You’ll catch a slug

up shit
Heart black as my lungs, they be matching and shit
But hoe kiss me with tongue cuz it matters lil’ bitch 
Naw I ain’t mad at you bitch, you’re

Getting clapped by everything is like
I couldn't give a giant fack, no slack cardiac arrest
I'm so high I'm seeing stars
Not sure if that's the sky or my

softer linens
Did I mention I got good intentions
Distracted by the smoke and godly women
Thanking God for every day I'm winning
Cause I took baggies

movin, blues clues
They like who's dude
They new food
Heat Bron, black mask
I'm here for blood, shit look like it's voodoo
Had the nerve to say I can't