| Chain smoking and heart broken I’m focused
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| Brain blowing I start showing I’m hopeless
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| Heroine is my new name and I’m the dopest
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| Shit you even shot in your veins and chose to notice
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| No remote so don’t try to control this
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| Haywire put me on the screen and I explode
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| It’s one, two, three, worldwide threat
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| F**k with us we’ll have you’re girlfriend x-ed
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| (Madrox)
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| It’s the multiple man and I’m duece in line
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| With a gauge to your dome about to free your mind
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| Before pimping was a hustle we was on the grind
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| Between fame and power it’s a thing line, give me mine
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| We outside looking for a way in bitch
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| Trayside representing to the mother f**king finish
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| You don’t want none, we got guns like C. Hesston
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| And quick to lay you flat on your back without a question
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| One, two, three, throw up your sign
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| It don’t matter where you’re from, everybody can ride
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| One, two, three, throw up your sign
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| It don’t matter where you’re from, everybody can ride
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| One, two, three, throw up your sign
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| It don’t matter where you’re from, everybody can ride
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| One, two, three, throw up your sign
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| It don’t matter where you’re from, everybody can ride
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| (Blaze)
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| What you staring for, are you loked out like me
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| First up to bat with a forty it’s Colton Grundy
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| Kick the dirt off my cleats, keep my hand on my heat
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| 'Cause my life is the game and I live for the streets
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| Yes sir, you don’t want to catch no strays
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| From the other end of my AK when it sprays
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| Base hit, spill somebody’s blood on the pavement
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| Buck willin', you know how them thugs get
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| (Monoxide)
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| If you don’t know how it came to be
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| Verbel attack from the likes of not one but three M.C.'s
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| And it stands for malicious cobras
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| Hot tracks locked and loaded we show no love
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| One, two, three, triple threat like f**k any set
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| Three fingers in the air is how we represent it
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| We came for the pennant, the crown and the thrown
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| And if you act hard, hell yeah, bitch it’s on
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| One, two, three, throw up your sign
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| It don’t matter where you’re from, everybody can ride
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| One, two, three, throw up your sign
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| It don’t matter where you’re from, everybody can ride
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| One, two, three, throw up your sign
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| It don’t matter where you’re from, everybody can ride
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| One, two, three, throw up your sign
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| It don’t matter where you’re from, everybody can ride
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| (Madrox)
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| You can’t stop this onslaught off the chain
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| And this side of ours is so deranged
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| And you don’t wanna try your luck
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| Guaranteed first wrong move be the one to get you f**ked up
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| (Blaze)
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| Two double o five and we keep shit live
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| Every day ain’t nothing you can do or even say
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| You know what, f**k Shane Douglas, we the franchise
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| Save your time sitting and praying for our demise
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| (Monoxide)
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| We taking over like Sheed in the paint
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| With a dunk nuts all in your face, I’m first place
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| Legendary for the scariest shit you ever heard
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| To the point they wanna ban us from you’re local suburb
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| (Monoxide, Madrox, & Blaze)
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| Three, two, one, threat representer
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| It’s hard to be right when you’re left of center
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| And can’t nobody out there do it any better
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| No matter how many beats and rhymes they muscle together
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| One, two, three, throw up your sign
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| It don’t matter where you’re from, everybody can ride
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| One, two, three, throw up your sign
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| It don’t matter where you’re from, everybody can ride
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| One, two, three, throw up your sign
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| It don’t matter where you’re from, everybody can ride
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| One, two, three, throw up your sign
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| It don’t matter where you’re from, everybody can ride
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| East side, north side
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| South side, east side
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| West side, north side
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| South side, east side
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| West side, north side
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| South side, east side
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| West side, north side
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| South side, east side |