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[Verse 1: Jamie
E town it, turn to the back
that east side repping ready for the attack
Checking all the tires, all and black
the black Twiztid embroidered on the back
Guess who's back, yep, it's the tray
And we put it down for life and to ride
and Monoxide, you ain't heard
Got people who were all anticipating our
With everywhere you look, it looking good not at all
And everybody looking is waiting for you to
Now we design and dominate that's just 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 bury them 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 BUST YO' OPEN
me a reason to leave you breathing
That's a point message to all the non-believers

2: Monoxide Child]
O six Caddy, brand new
Twenty grams in twenty little baggies
Got a something in the back of my jacket
Cause I'm always threats they wanting to kidnap me
Flames still burning and the hatred's
I got the revving 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 handed this psycho game from the who never made it
I'll be if I bow out now Jack
I represent a portion of who on the real they won't allow that
They got us tatted on their neck, breast, chest and
And undress the dead, said
We got a mark on your planet
You got a rack of bootlegged shirts, the truth hurts

x2]

[Verse 3: Ya Dead Homie]
You've the sleeping giant, all this psycho lying
Your off blasts leave all your mama's crying
At the wake, to bake everybody in the front row
My aim is to put your relatives in a
Laying next to you stretched out in one big
The blood clots all over your head polka dots
No gun shots I did it all my Louisville slugger
Another added every time I beat a mother fucker
Stomp a mother fucker, they bodies in their back yards
heads and hands off of the corpse
The identity, I trying to see no time
It's on, I scatter ashes where the sun don't
And I do dirt with only close people of
Cause they real while you snitches out there dropping dimes
So me one reason to get me to squeezing on another
And I'm a haul out and start mother fuckers