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Out in the streets they call it Caine
to Fort Wayne

1st

nobody goes an the bodies arose with no heroes
an everyone knows we're pro's blowing that Mary
killing the trees smoking the herb not to go insane
we're that blow in the 260 an we call it Fort Caine
because everyone needs to know why we do we do
an smoke with the crew at like every baseheads
wondering where their went rolling another is my
intent we're feeling it killing it it to that extent an
aint no comparison with blunts in rotation & a bad
reputation with so many like a subway station got
water bongs steamrollers & pipes for toys we dem
Cocaine Cowboys a couple kilograms of white hitting
the pipe & then taking off flight fitting that stereotype
an we toke all night smoke then pack another bowl
tight with our favorite strain chiefing a fatty away
all the pain doing a numbie with caine every we slain
people be we grow weed & corn looking at weed like
porn cops be wondering in the Hell we were born
people be snorting Tony Montana reppin' the where
nobody gives a in Indiana

stare at us like Bill & Ted they know I'm a pothead
know I get an got a lot of weed & caine doing another
bump & a line to maintain got dope so ya can't
complain we got the best & the best coke a lot of 'em
drink but they don't smoke I'll a bowl & I'll bust a
rhyme people don't think it's fine they it's a crime free
my potheads doing time we at Piere's an we smoke
while everyone stares...
(JB)
Put one in the air if I'm here we're it down there's
nothing you bitches can say to me now we're the
like Cobras a pyro mixed with some Bruce Lee I'm
setting to your dosia I'm keeping a weapon I'm come from
the land of the deals I wish I could say it's all good in
the but I would much rather be keeping it real my whole
crew is some potheads reppin' for the Fort Wayne TinCaps
you ask why are calling it "Fort Caine" stupid mother
fuckers get bitch slapped I'm in the blue chevy in the
streets all day on my nuts but I want to get paid

Yo we're taking it & bringing it back putting the 260 on
the map chopping these lines of China white all
night to get it right these people talking like we aint the
ones be around here we're carrying guns shooting some
pool at "The Break-An-Run" calling us Hoosiers you were a loser talking that shit & you're meeting my Ruger everybody &
Momma knows we spit flames we aint reppin' the same
dissin' my city chich-chich bang I'm in a smoke out on
Main my life's like a scene from Waist Deep we're next
coming out the midwest all I know is a struggle what's
success we go in The Fort trying to get us an article up in
The Source cutting a line to snort sniffing a drip of aint
nobody really want it you can a slaughter an Allen County
is where we reside so high the limits the sky stacking
my money stay ready to cause The Fort gets a little bit
at night