Lyrics:
crime (It's such a fine line)
Leave your alias at the door
It's nearly double-crossing time
There's a superficial elegance to her demeanour
Artificial
often
New drip tag popping
See it I want it I cop it
You had a bag and you lost it yeah
Double up double up double up double up
Foreign shorty counting
Perfect blue skies
Red with anger
Sin
Double-crossed signs
Walking both lines
Little white lies
Doppelganger
Jekyll and Hyde
Coin with same sides
Jekyll
grow
Tractor rattle, horse and saddle
Open line, fishin' paddle
Green beans, blue jeans
Electric guitar,washing machine
Ho' down, gather around
and
If you 'buse it you ain't gonna be able to choose it
'Cause you ain't gonna have it further on down the line
Things ain't gonna be so fine
that
'Cause what come out your mouth'll get you shot down
Throwin' your money around and we don't play that
Get in our line'll get you shot down
Back in double-o-seven
Miss M was queen
She could roll like a pro rolls
When she was seventeen
Whether straight or hammered
She was the best
Yeller, a pit bull and dog is the champ
You know better, think about crossin' the line
Hit your sweater, with about ten from the .9
Double R and we get
know that by the contract
Bottom line blood, show me where them one's at
That paper it get funny when publishing is involved
Mechanicals never mattered
did was write pain
But I'm still runnin' the streets, line the hope one day I might change (cash)
My road through the trenches wasn't the cleanest
Tear it down in double quick time
To get the 'a' truck shifted 'bout midnight
The locker rooms are empty but the strobo tuners
Still spin with
Seeing double and my palms get wet
Oh no there she goes
Went in deeper than a man should get
Meanwhile...
Back at the ranch there's a vicious fight,
like the Nike line
Windbreaker Laker throw a jump shot scrape her
Statuary yo floatin' that snatch-uary
Ayo, blow a hole in your limo, weed pass
of double glazing help to keep outside the night
Only foreign city sirens can cut through
Nylon sheets and blankets help to minimize the cold
But they
was too good had to double back
I told that lil bitch to get over me
Been through the worst like a soldier knee
You get outta line ain't no approaching
loc
'Cause every now and then, niggas need a line of this dope
'Cause I'm hot, and as cool as a fan
You bitches drinkin' lemonade, I'm the Coolaid
the rich is fastin'
While the lower class is clappin' for em
Pourin' to they pockets double tappin'
On they watches never stoppin', steady clockin' into
Sometimes you want to kick yourself
For letting things get this far
You get no thanks at all
It's just a double-edged sword
We try to keep
up
Wait a minute
Wait a minute (Hol' up)
Comin' when I wanna
Knick game, floor seat right next to Spike
I throw two lines on a 20 ounce Sprite
the truth's become so hard to see
The world is on their way to You but they're tripping over me
Always looking around but never looking up I'm so double minded
on the line if'n God goes fishing
One tombstone with the same last name
Better bring the big shovel, dig a double wide grave
I'd hold the door with my
on a plate, take a line if you want to
You know that you want to, I know what'chu gonna do
Eskimos baby, where the igloo at?
I'm double if you cut me my
the same, what happened to variety
Proprietary, for silly note writin'
Your shit is real, real fake that's the irony
And my shit is double impact, binary
Same
the city light, we yell our lines
If we can't fight late
Then we doublin' our fines (Double, double)
I'm gettin' money, but I'm doublin' my mind
When I was
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