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bar is a prison gate\nThey thinking it's a joke\n'Till the pistol penetrate and give 'em eight\nWhen I'm bringing the smoke it's a little late to ventilate\nI authenticate everything that I syndicate\nSleeping on a renegade quickest way you can get awake\n\nForget a snake I set a demon straight\nWhen I demonstrate haters'll disintegrate\nNobody's harder you better get the Carter\nYou better get the Blueprint\nBetter get the Marshall Mathers LP before you tell me\nYou can fuck with the beast from Eastie LB (Wha)\n\nMow your whole family down\nCasket get closed like hand-me-downs\nGot degrees in lime plus sugar in your tank that's cap and gown\n(Wha wha wha wha whaa)\n\nSinister synonyms in the center is syllables\nShots enter your ligaments I'ma kill 'em in intervals\nI'ma give 'em an minimal of ten in the mental\nAnd then the pistol'll download your spirit the shit is digital\n(Ah)\n\nI'm talking 'bout weapon squeezing\nGuess the reason\nIt's one eighty seven season\nYour chest is bleeding\nMy hand is reaching\nUntil you heart beats in my right palm\nThat's how I pledge allegiance\nRest in peaces\nWanna hear a joke?\nNiggas want smoke\nGet they neck broke when I hang 'em from a oak\nThat's death for treason (Ah)\n\nHot with the flow like Pac with the Row\nI'ma air him out on his death bed at his parents house\nOn the bedspread found out you wasn't paramount\nGot your whereabouts from a meth head\nGave a rock to the ho\nI don't care about no obstacle\nSoon as we lock and load\nNigga you gots to go\nNigga we rock and roll\nAnd the choppers'll blow like oo ah ooh oh (Woah)\n\nRiding on the I ten East\nWith my ten piece light eyes over sized twin peaks\nAnd some nice big cheeks\nGrinding out here trying to light these streets on fire\n\nWe just out here trynna get the dough\nPut the game in a figure four\nIt's a go\nCame for the cheese\nFranck Muller Franc with a C\nThis is no Kenneth Cole\nFlame with the speech\nVicious flow\nVicious like Kid Vishis and his vicious bro\nHang with the G's spitters know\nDizz program the instrumental\nIf I don't kill it it'll slit my throat\nMurder\nNo sheep herder\nI only sit with goats\nFamily Bvsiness","syncedLyrics":"[00:24.88] My Brother Dizz Made This\n[00:31.25] Riding in my eighty seven IROC like it's a Maybach\n[00:33.74] Smashing the gas pedal to the metal\n[00:35.09] In a pair of Chuck Taylor high tops nigga why not?\n[00:37.04] Lightning coming out my eyes like a Frylock\n[00:38.71] When I'm in the booth I'm the motherfucking truth\n[00:40.49] Ticking time bomb\n[00:41.35] Soon as the rhyme drop it blow up in your face\n[00:42.92] Like you ain't got a second left on the time clock (Boom)\n[00:44.52] As I consume life as I resume like an army platoon fight\n[00:47.04] Whatever the goon write fill another tomb site\n[00:48.68] Feeling like a bare foot werewolf howling under the moonlight\n[00:51.04] (Ooowh)\n[00:52.08] Leader of the wolf pack get back Crooks back\n[00:53.94] Niggas wanna flex with a Instagram hood rat\n[00:55.34] Quit that skip that this that\n[00:56.89] Got the whole industry shook rap\n[00:58.49] Eliminate when I innovate I'm a inmate\n[01:00.35] Every bar is a prison gate\n[01:02.04] They thinking it's a joke\n[01:03.01] 'Till the pistol penetrate and give 'em eight\n[01:04.23] When I'm bringing the smoke it's a little late to ventilate\n[01:05.96] I authenticate everything that I syndicate\n[01:07.75] Sleeping on a renegade quickest way you can get awake\n[01:09.56] Forget a snake I set a demon straight\n[01:11.30] When I demonstrate haters'll disintegrate\n[01:13.16] Nobody's harder you better get the Carter\n[01:14.80] You better get the Blueprint\n[01:16.10] Better get the Marshall Mathers LP before you tell me\n[01:18.56] You can fuck with the beast from Eastie LB (Wha)\n[01:21.08] Mow your whole family down\n[01:22.37] Casket get closed like hand-me-downs\n[01:24.02] Got degrees in lime plus sugar in your tank that's cap and gown\n[01:26.72] (Wha wha wha wha whaa)\n[01:28.07] Sinister synonyms in the center is syllables\n[01:29.86] Shots enter your ligaments I'ma kill 'em in intervals\n[01:31.54] I'ma give 'em an minimal of ten in the mental\n[01:33.46] And then the pistol'll download your spirit the shit is digital\n[01:35.21] (Ah)\n[01:36.16] I'm talking 'bout weapon squeezing\n[01:37.58] Guess the reason\n[01:38.36] It's one eighty seven season\n[01:39.55] Your chest is bleeding\n[01:40.53] My hand is reaching\n[01:41.34] Until you heart beats in my right palm\n[01:43.00] That's how I pledge allegiance\n[01:44.68] Rest in peaces\n[01:46.34] Wanna hear a joke?\n[01:47.39] Niggas want smoke\n[01:48.13] Get they neck broke when I hang 'em from a oak\n[01:49.88] That's death for treason (Ah)\n[01:51.61] Hot with the flow like Pac with the Row\n[01:53.66] I'ma air him out on his death bed at his parents house\n[01:55.45] On the bedspread found out you wasn't paramount\n[01:57.36] Got your whereabouts from a meth head\n[01:58.92] Gave a 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Taylor high tops nigga why not?\n  Lightning coming out my eyes like a Frylock\n  When I'm in the booth I'm the motherfucking truth\n  Ticking time bomb\n  Soon as the rhyme drop it blow up in your face\n  Like you ain't got a second left on the time clock (Boom)\n\n  As I consume life as I resume like an army platoon fight\n  Whatever the goon write fill another tomb site\n  Feeling like a bare foot werewolf howling under the moonlight\n  (Ooowh)\n\n  Leader of the wolf pack get back Crooks back\n  Niggas wanna flex with a Instagram hood rat\n  Quit that skip that this that\n  Got the whole industry shook rap\n\n  Eliminate when I innovate I'm a inmate\n  Every bar is a prison gate\n  They thinking it's a joke\n  'Till the pistol penetrate and give 'em eight\n  When I'm bringing the smoke it's a little late to ventilate\n  I authenticate everything that I syndicate\n  Sleeping on a renegade quickest way you can get awake\n\n  Forget a snake I set a demon straight\n  When I demonstrate 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reaching\nUntil you heart beats in my right palm\nThat's how I pledge allegiance\nRest in peaces\nWanna hear a joke?\nNiggas want smoke\nGet they neck broke when I hang 'em from a oak\nThat's death for treason (Ah)\n\nHot with the flow like Pac with the Row\nI'ma air him out on his death bed at his parents house\nOn the bedspread found out you wasn't paramount\nGot your whereabouts from a meth head\nGave a rock to the ho\nI don't care about no obstacle\nSoon as we lock and load\nNigga you gots to go\nNigga we rock and roll\nAnd the choppers'll blow like oo ah ooh oh (Woah)\n\nRiding on the I ten East\nWith my ten piece light eyes over sized twin peaks\nAnd some nice big cheeks\nGrinding out here trying to light these streets on fire\n\nWe just out here trynna get the dough\nPut the game in a figure four\nIt's a go\nCame for the cheese\nFranck Muller Franc with a C\nThis is no Kenneth Cole\nFlame with the speech\nVicious flow\nVicious like Kid Vishis and his vicious bro\nHang with the 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rat\n[00:55.34] Quit that skip that this that\n[00:56.89] Got the whole industry shook rap\n[00:58.49] Eliminate when I innovate I'm a inmate\n[01:00.35] Every bar is a prison gate\n[01:02.04] They thinking it's a joke\n[01:03.01] 'Till the pistol penetrate and give 'em eight\n[01:04.23] When I'm bringing the smoke it's a little late to ventilate\n[01:05.96] I authenticate everything that I syndicate\n[01:07.75] Sleeping on a renegade quickest way you can get awake\n[01:09.56] Forget a snake I set a demon straight\n[01:11.30] When I demonstrate haters'll disintegrate\n[01:13.16] Nobody's harder you better get the Carter\n[01:14.80] You better get the Blueprint\n[01:16.10] Better get the Marshall Mathers LP before you tell me\n[01:18.56] You can fuck with the beast from Eastie LB (Wha)\n[01:21.08] Mow your whole family down\n[01:22.37] Casket get closed like hand-me-downs\n[01:24.02] Got degrees in lime plus sugar in your tank that's cap and gown\n[01:26.72] (Wha wha wha wha 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