bound to get down with the sounds of Twin Hype Yo be on your best behavior Chill, cause nothin' could save ya Nothing, could save, you when Twin Hype
, with a place to stay Heavenly Father I lift you up right now dear Lord, your son Jesus name I pray Amen [50/50 Twin:] Me and my twin stood together
loose put the suppressor on the gun, make no mistake cause Melo-D is number one, dont even want to step me because the battle has been won, hype up the
Rip and Guiness, hit it Singin my business, lately, got me ready to kick it But dig it, my hydro high--got me thinkin, "Die, die, die." Twenty twin, twin
Coke and Rum and flex the brazos Then I hit you from a different angle Leg sweep cheap shot bird shit straight cop Soy el Twin Pistolero, guerrero don
it come from me Guess whos the boss, nigga my squad deep But Glasses Malone is not signed to BlackWallstreet Nigga don't, don't, don't, don't, don't believe the hype
made bangas out of bed frames and macaroon lids From up north to down state, back to the crib This is real life, you hype, save your act for the flicks
on your CDs and tapes Won't break you a crumb of the little bit that he makes And this is with whom you want to place your faith? I put dollars on mine, ask Columbine When the Twin
wild nigga that they just can't phase alright And I'ma go off all night Like a dope fiend, baby I'm crazy and all hype Ya made it a dog fight And fightin
[Killah Priest] I spit venom, from the gauge Hey, lift the bad ears, taste the hell flames From the luger, sharpshooters marked Lucifer Packed twin share
its like in the illest fight. Believe the hype. I'm givin crowds more nose jobs than Mike. Fight sight alright they bite spot light tonight is hype trigger
Step, step 2 the mic, huh Not yet Step, step 2 the mic, huh Step 2 the mic and taste the hype It's manifested, this blessed gift, I had 2 bring
re rockin wherever you be Geto Boys, parents should doin the job Yo's to Yo-Yo and Ice Cube rollin with the Lench Mob Shouts out to EMPD and Twin Hype
niggaz, and my dogs that's locked away Donny, these niggaz bout to see what I'm talking bout Set tripping, and watch how fast, I clear out the parking lot Twin
[Intro:] Any time him Fell seh him Ah di man Tell him seh U ah di queen Hear mi nah Girl child Nah tek no Diss yo [Chorus:] How him ah hype up & Ah
blocks From Grand View to Granot Lets get wicked like mixin liquor like dark rum and gin Faded fuckin on the only pile of twiny twin twin [chorus x
lights, sugar and rice, roaches and mice? Those were some long nights We still in a tough fight, but we lookin good in the ninth My a-alike'll get hype
to write the hype (Execute them) I live to write the hype" [Inspectah Deck] Murder verser, twenty bean rap fiend server Rhymes nurse your mind, bustin like twin
