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[Verse 1: Jamie
E with it, turn to the back
With east side repping ready for the attack
Checking all the tires, all white and
With the black Twiztid on the back
who's back, yep, it's the tray side
And we put it for life and ready to ride
Madrox and Monoxide, you ain't
Got who were all anticipating our return
With everywhere you look, it ain't good not at all
And everybody looking is waiting for you to
Now we and dominate that's just mans natural instinct
And put it on the line like reputations and pink
We got the music, let it do it do
And stress carrying the world, we gonna carry that too
We gonna them fools and the rest in a cloak
At night we gonna strike like parasites

x2]
Now y'all, not for one second
Think I won't just YO' HEAD OPEN
Give me a reason to leave you
That's a blank message to all the non-believers

[Verse 2: Child]
O six Caddy, brand new
Twenty eight grams in little baggies
Got a little in the back of my jacket
I'm always getting threats they wanting to kidnap me
Flames burning and the hatred's back
I got the chainsaw and bloodstains to match
I got you nervous like a who got caught in the act
And you react like you did when he got whacked the ax
and medicated
I'm only this psycho game from the people who never made it
I'll be dead if I bow out now
I a portion of people who on the real they won't allow that
They got us tatted on their neck, breast, chest and
And the dead, enough said
We got a on your planet earth
You got a full of bootlegged shirts, the truth hurts

x2]

[Verse 3: Blaze Ya Homie]
You've awoke the sleeping giant, all psycho lying
Your sawed off leave all your mama's crying
At the wake, ready to everybody in the front row
My aim is to put your in a hole
Laying next to you out in one big plot
The blood clots all over your head polka dots
No gun shots I did it all with my slugger
Another notch added every time I a mother fucker
Stomp a fucker, drag they bodies in their back yards
Chop heads and off of the corpse
The identity, I trying to see no time
on, I scatter ashes where the sun don't shine
And I do dirt with close people of mine
Cause they real while you phony snitches out there dimes
So give me one to get me to squeezing on another
And I'm a haul out and start cracking mother