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[Verse 1: Proof & Ty Farris] Intensify, was meant to fly Exhibit A, tinted ay, no need to Pimp My Ride Got the dough right niggas, I don't rent I buy Popping pill after pill until my mental's fried Big man on the campus, no gentle guy Find peace in the sleep off the Indo high Start a beef in the streets, watch your kinfolk die "Proof can't spit" That's a simple lie Niggas we sold crack, the rest they flow wack Ayo P give me a word to throw back! Intensify!" [Verse 2: Ty Farris & Proof] Send shots to your face, you meant to die Bust off, touch the barrel and your skin'll fry Can't trust no one, 'cause your friends'll lie I see bitch in your boys, I think your mens a lie I'm 'bout to floss, wait until you see the Benz I buy 'Til the day I die, I'ma defend the I F., this crack music, my pen is high I'm the future in the flesh, you can't contend with Ty Niggas we sold crack, the rest they flow wack Ay P I got a word to throw back! Jugular!" [Verse 3: Ty Farris & Proof] My nigga Sup once told me to go for jugular Cross the gang and in the hole where we dumping ya The bullies of the block, you know we a [?] Raised by the hood with the soul of a hustler When we around, the hoes don't wanna fuck with ya Still riding dirty in the Olds' with no mufflers Fresh off the stove and sold to the customers Fuck with Iron Fist and them Fo's wanna buck at ya Niggas we sold crack, the rest they flow wack [Verse 4: Proof] A rumbler that tell you tumble-ah Humbled enough to make a loud nigga mumbler Stabbed wound stumbler, mugging your daughter after hugging her Studied her, bloody inside, your life I'm gutting ya Stumbled ya, punching your bodybag, snuffing ya So you don't really want nothing huh? Snitching muffler, fool I'll bust at ya If you so bad then bite, now what you huffing for huh? [Bridge: J. Kidd] Ay ay ay ay ay, hah hah hah hah hah hah Ay ay ay ay ay [Verse 5: J. Kidd] Yo, motivated, amped up, no debating Official statement, no patience, so creative Texas Poker player holding Aces, toast is blazing So amazing, no one greater, hold your faces Piss me off, I'll have soldiers aiming at your house And now your block is getting wet but it's not raining I'm up North on the lake with my sinuses draining Merking a thirty pack of High Life, dawg I'm not complaining, I'm just saying The name's J. Kidd but I'm not playing Your flow's not sick bitch stop faking, bring beef we like bacon [Verse 6: Moe Dirdee] I'm a pimp, eat lobster and shrimp Walk with a slang, talk with a limp Sparkle and chain cost me a grip, walk with a cane, walk of the pimp You barking is strange, I'm off of the hip Sparking a thang, depart with the inf' Dark and deranged, dark as it get, the carpets are stained and chalk is a bitch Your heart in your cage is starting to rip My part in the game is awfully sick I ain't changed none, momma's same son since grade school Detroit like chilling at [?] at Chandler Park by the wave pool We ain't dinners, chilli cheese on the fries If you Detroit like I, middle fingers to the sky [Verse 7: J. Kidd & Moe Dirdee] Please believe your boys a beast We shit on mics, turn booths into toilet seats I don't care if you live or not My nigga just got out the box, hah this morning (5 O'clock!) I got Martell (5 a shot!) Then let six fly out the Glock and catch five (You're probably shot!) Ay, Woof Pac, Iron Fist, run it back Deadly boys in here (Where the tables at nigga!)