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[Hook: T3] And they say, we carnivores Savage Been raised by wolves No complaints It made us us No praise just breaks and hooks Braveheart Hustling n*ggas yea we out to stack Get that money then double it back Hustling n*ggas yea we out to stack Get that money then double it Braveheart [Verse 1: Young RJ] Muy...... Grande/cudjo of tha pack Black suits reservoir dogs shovels in the back Digga ditch quicker dont let that liquor get u exposed Or feel that heat nigga 500 on the stove Dont make me go in beastmode Benicio Lyrical Wes Craven so official Can't stop it, its new 2 u so foreign Seventh Son stay shining/ Jack Torrence Slice ya spleen like a wolverine flee the scene like Will Randall walkin with a guillotine scream If u wanna it just make my adrenaline rush Ima life editor...predator Meet the messenger that ain't no metaphor Leave u needin medical attention lookin pitiful Beast with the beats on these streets J Incredible Throw u 2 the dogs let them feast on ya skeletal [Hook] [Verse 2.1 :T3] Mine is loin with a electrical void of appliance half live half dead frankstein science Dissect it, still don't know what i am, more like spirt of detroit in climate in rhymes Survived when I dived I was in the great lakes, never drowning I knew how work with my surroundings Nigga's got to see I'm astounding, I'm a downers , over bullshit walk on type rope and still new balanced do what I do thats challenge nigga's fuck with me on this planet It ain't all smoke and phone cameras It all good Its outlandish ,nigga's straight they slanted, these a friends they addicts , this ain't how I feel it , its basic mechanics Brave hearted,when with the will from the dearly departed,yeah we got it nailed its the pros against the novice,yeah we eating well from the scales against carcass [Verse 2: Havoc] Money all kinda ways Hating niggas looking at the kid sideways Cause everyday like a friday So fuck em all what i say Long as the pies made everything hi grade Ak arms reach wherever i lay I'm dat nigga what you trying say We can make it happen hadle that right away I ain't trying to let the beef linger none Get up on you i ain't have to lift a finger son Show you how to bleed a lung Send you to the essence see you son A long kiss goodnight, niggas curios i show you what it look like What it cook like all day hood life Niggas money missing homie get ya books right [Hook] [Verse 3: Illa J] You can’t find another nigga that’s braver than me never Ain’t a nigga hotter than me, even with three sweaters Get as much nookie as I got as a rookie with these clever Lines that I spit like darts So psycho on the microphone now I wake up like Why did I bite this shark? Rip it apart? And why did I light this spark in the middle of the day And why didn’t I wait till dark? ‘Cause I am a beast and I’m on the feast I came to eat your heart What the fuck is this Hannibal Lector, cannibalistic shit that I’m fucking with Now the microphone so hot I need an oven mitt Rewind my verse to the top I know ya loving it There’s no way that I can stop, I gotta keep it going Till I feel that I am killing it And if I’m not I gotta start rewriting it Go under my hood and start rewiring And all you loose screws getting fired And I hope it’s understood we not rehiring You might as well just go and get a job at Coney Island While I vacation in Ireland
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