[Verse 1: T3]
Uh
I was claiming you the best fool but
Got some things to explain we ain’t that stupid
Got the tap a tap a flow you attached to it
We got trapped nothing less
We ain’t about losing
And them lanes kept clean like lighter fluid
Last chance in the van you was like sure
Last chance in the van, man, we—yo
They a flash in the pan, said, we about do it
[Chorus:]
Tear it down tear it down ah [x4]
[Verse 2: YOUNG RJ]
You know they have sickness
Louder as my spirit soul flesh
N*ggas mad so vexed
I’m projects to Rolex
D player king chalice
Head on take a plane to the palace
Bad bitch all body
Dead brain found balanced
Up on your beat smith just me and Dilla
Unknown in that street shit but keep killers
Can’t hear none of that weak shit you speak fellas
Bread hate to be deep dish that keeps grilla
All haters fall in line
Come collide or step aside
One hunned no bluffs
Everybody get your mother fucking hands up
Uh
I was claiming you the best fool but
Got some things to explain we ain’t that stupid
Got the tap a tap a flow you attached to it
We got trapped nothing less
We ain’t about losing
And them lanes kept clean like lighter fluid
Last chance in the van you was like sure
Last chance in the van, man, we—yo
They a flash in the pan, said, we about do it
[Chorus:]
Tear it down tear it down ah [x4]
[Verse 2: YOUNG RJ]
You know they have sickness
Louder as my spirit soul flesh
N*ggas mad so vexed
I’m projects to Rolex
D player king chalice
Head on take a plane to the palace
Bad bitch all body
Dead brain found balanced
Up on your beat smith just me and Dilla
Unknown in that street shit but keep killers
Can’t hear none of that weak shit you speak fellas
Bread hate to be deep dish that keeps grilla
All haters fall in line
Come collide or step aside
One hunned no bluffs
Everybody get your mother fucking hands up
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