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M.D.E - Intro Lyrics




Most important thing in business is honesty
Integrity, hard worK
FAMILY
Never forgetting where we came from

FAMILY AFFAIR
3
I benefit from all this work
I put on the table
Reliable because I'm ready
Willing plus I'm able
TV, they attention only people will pay you
I bring it on demand, disconnecting the cable
Thought I was done
That wasn't nothing
I'm just getting started
Old soul baby face
Still gettin' carded
Rappin' n***** playing games
I'm here to restart it
The rap asset, my statement never disregarded
My flow retarded, uncharted
Tell them n***** holla'
Got me in my snap mode
Mouth full of saliva
I'm like a pit bull
Mix with a rock wilder
B******** come f***
With a top shotta'
Nasir one mic giving you Ether
I keep a poker face when its beef remember Vegeta
Spin the block get low when I'm waving this heat-seeker
Send a missile through ya' crib the size of a 3 liter
Rap Picasso pen the brush I paint the perfect picture
This the type of s*** to show you n***** y'all ain't f**** with us
In the cut play the back, Planet fitness sticker
Stunna voice, PUT SOME RESPECT ON TEAM N****
This the type of music that you bangin' through ya' playlist
Runnin' back the track delete the rest but don't erase this
Feel it mind body and soul because we embrace this
Failed a couple tests but this rap game we aced it
Take a seat pay attention feel the injection
Everything we spit is raw like an STD infection
F***** up beats penetratin' without protection
A combat, mortal, Street Fighter, Desperado Mexican
Be ready before steppin' in
Better trust who you lettin' in
I'm up first you second in
Homie bow down to veteran
Everyday a new move, we hate the word
SETTLIN'
May be better than whoever you think not irrelevant

N***** know I hold weight
Never try to tip much
Irritatin' n***** gotta pop them like a zip bump
Sleep i don't get much
Do it when i die
Militant swag like the FOI
My n***** sellin' pies and I ain't talkin' about the nation
Do anything for mine like the father off of "Taken"
Thinkin' that you hard get bent like a railing
All in ya' crib cookin' breakfast like I'm Melvin
Time keep tickin', so I keep movin'
Goose like a slow jam
Gotta a n**** grooving
Retarded ass head I make her suck it till she drooling
And we don't beat beats up homie s*** we abuse them
The moto I follow, once i get it I'm gone
Don't ask for nothing from n*****
Because then they sense that you owe them
Time and time s*** I tell them
Don't make make expose ya' disguise
Talk that war out they mouth but I see peace their eyes
Catch n***** with their little man
Rockin' all that fake ice
Cant even give a youngin' a dollar for a water-ice
Screaming that they gettin' it
Talking all that chicken s***
My n***** eatin' five star
Yall n***** eatin' chicken strips
On our way to the top
Did this s*** with my cousin
You can't get with the sauce if you ain't got no nuggets
Lot of n***** be cappin'
Pump fakers a stuntman
I ain't takin' no chances, run up on me I'm busting
N***** body cold meat because they got caught lunching
Use to put keys in that whip start from a button

I'M OUT
MASK DOWN
LYRIKAL
MUGGA
THEY AIN'T F**** WITH THIS S*** CUZ'
WE BACK, WE BACK
F A
THREE
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English

Most important thing in business is honesty
Integrity, hard worK
FAMILY
Never forgetting where we came from

FAMILY AFFAIR
3
I benefit from all this work
I put on the table
Reliable because I'm ready
Willing plus I'm able
TV, they attention only people will pay you
I bring it on demand, disconnecting the cable
Thought I was done
That wasn't nothing
I'm just getting started
Old soul baby face
Still gettin' carded
Rappin' n***** playing games
I'm here to restart it
The rap asset, my statement never disregarded
My flow retarded, uncharted
Tell them n***** holla'
Got me in my snap mode
Mouth full of saliva
I'm like a pit bull
Mix with a rock wilder
B******** come f***
With a top shotta'
Nasir one mic giving you Ether
I keep a poker face when its beef remember Vegeta
Spin the block get low when I'm waving this heat-seeker
Send a missile through ya' crib the size of a 3 liter
Rap Picasso pen the brush I paint the perfect picture
This the type of s*** to show you n***** y'all ain't f**** with us
In the cut play the back, Planet fitness sticker
Stunna voice, PUT SOME RESPECT ON TEAM N****
This the type of music that you bangin' through ya' playlist
Runnin' back the track delete the rest but don't erase this
Feel it mind body and soul because we embrace this
Failed a couple tests but this rap game we aced it
Take a seat pay attention feel the injection
Everything we spit is raw like an STD infection
F***** up beats penetratin' without protection
A combat, mortal, Street Fighter, Desperado Mexican
Be ready before steppin' in
Better trust who you lettin' in
I'm up first you second in
Homie bow down to veteran
Everyday a new move, we hate the word
SETTLIN'
May be better than whoever you think not irrelevant

N***** know I hold weight
Never try to tip much
Irritatin' n***** gotta pop them like a zip bump
Sleep i don't get much
Do it when i die
Militant swag like the FOI
My n***** sellin' pies and I ain't talkin' about the nation
Do anything for mine like the father off of "Taken"
Thinkin' that you hard get bent like a railing
All in ya' crib cookin' breakfast like I'm Melvin
Time keep tickin', so I keep movin'
Goose like a slow jam
Gotta a n**** grooving
Retarded ass head I make her suck it till she drooling
And we don't beat beats up homie s*** we abuse them
The moto I follow, once i get it I'm gone
Don't ask for nothing from n*****
Because then they sense that you owe them
Time and time s*** I tell them
Don't make make expose ya' disguise
Talk that war out they mouth but I see peace their eyes
Catch n***** with their little man
Rockin' all that fake ice
Cant even give a youngin' a dollar for a water-ice
Screaming that they gettin' it
Talking all that chicken s***
My n***** eatin' five star
Yall n***** eatin' chicken strips
On our way to the top
Did this s*** with my cousin
You can't get with the sauce if you ain't got no nuggets
Lot of n***** be cappin'
Pump fakers a stuntman
I ain't takin' no chances, run up on me I'm busting
N***** body cold meat because they got caught lunching
Use to put keys in that whip start from a button

I'M OUT
MASK DOWN
LYRIKAL
MUGGA
THEY AIN'T F**** WITH THIS S*** CUZ'
WE BACK, WE BACK
F A
THREE
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Writer: TIM MC KASTY, GERALD L. ROBINSON, DAVIN VANDERPOOL, DAVIN PAUL VANDERPOOL, ANDREAS HOETTER, ROSALYN LEWIS-ORTIZ, WINDSOR ROBINSON, ALEXANDER STIEPEL
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Royalty Network, O/B/O DistroKid
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