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{Verse 1: Relay}
Yo it’s the R-E Lay a verse with no issue
Too official so whatever hits you won’t miss you
Got aim like a marksman with wild patience
Ball hard and it’s flagrant, they smell the fragrance
Mad Women wanna link cause I’m real plus a chill guy
Got a couple queens from Jamaica, off of hillside
Saw me on the gram making moves in the ill ride
Flynanaboss, running shit through the fish eye
A soul brother spittin' C.L. Smooth
These entertainers ain’t Mac’s call em D.L. Hugh
{Verse 2: James Major}
We’re moving at the right pace
Catch me at a nice place, white gates, games full of thieves see the crime rate
Lose Souls, like de la, moving with some high stakes
New tee cost a buck 50 like a sliced face
My minds great I’m a beast I’m a primate
Im In the city shit blast through the tri state
You lose people when you’re planning to rise
But If I fall, you know I’ll prolly land in the sky
Catch me with a thick chick I got my hands on her thighs
And she loves political talk like Angela Rye
{Verse 3: Mic Anthony}
I paint pictures when I write lines
My dream’s written in the skyline
I got a rep in the nighttime
Midnight marauders, I would chill with they daughters
Then her little brother mimicking everything i taught her
That’s the culture, you niggas vultures
You niggas ulcers
I’m making a killin you just Krillin to a Goku
And I was really illin, spittin written before the protools
You local niggas wanna be like us
But they ain’t even globetrotting, overseas like us
So see deez nuts, I CBS
You just the Fox news
{Verse 1: Relay}
Yo it’s the R-E Lay a verse with no issue
Too official so whatever hits you won’t miss you
Got aim like a marksman with wild patience
Ball hard and it’s flagrant, they smell the fragrance
Mad Women wanna link cause I’m real plus a chill guy
Got a couple queens from Jamaica, off of hillside
Saw me on the gram making moves in the ill ride
Flynanaboss, running shit through the fish eye
A soul brother spittin' C.L. Smooth
These entertainers ain’t Mac’s call em D.L. Hugh
{Verse 2: James Major}
We’re moving at the right pace
Catch me at a nice place, white gates, games full of thieves see the crime rate
Lose Souls, like de la, moving with some high stakes
New tee cost a buck 50 like a sliced face
My minds great I’m a beast I’m a primate
Im In the city shit blast through the tri state
You lose people when you’re planning to rise
But If I fall, you know I’ll prolly land in the sky
Catch me with a thick chick I got my hands on her thighs
And she loves political talk like Angela Rye
{Verse 3: Mic Anthony}
I paint pictures when I write lines
My dream’s written in the skyline
I got a rep in the nighttime
Midnight marauders, I would chill with they daughters
Then her little brother mimicking everything i taught her
That’s the culture, you niggas vultures
You niggas ulcers
I’m making a killin you just Krillin to a Goku
And I was really illin, spittin written before the protools
You local niggas wanna be like us
But they ain’t even globetrotting, overseas like us
So see deez nuts, I CBS
You just the Fox news