Tactics

First things first we own one-hundred percent of our own shit Not only these click clack booms but our wins and loses that's grown shit That's life Sharping up the mind like I sharping up my knife Gushing up the lava when I'm busting on the mic You can get the karma if you tripping on site Piranha in the game I'm bout to take another bite Don't! Make! Me, start to flip names around ELI 173 is a hungry hound Man he might just go crazy and spray a round Plug it into your lady then charge her wow I Phone bitches called Eve see the apple now Watch the snake through the trees cause she like the style In a brand new whip whipping I ride around Got the venom Got the new plan the pinkie and the brain World domination we all think the same What's after that? Is all we ask again Did for myself and I no I can't complain Work for the man in the mirror and ask Are you content? or you gonna do math Looking for units gotta build up cash 401K is just chaos from class Higher Power got a whole lot of foundation We building year round on the concrete Setting up for the full time hustle And enjoy the work on palm beach More than just music I got to have an entourage like LeBron keeps You can love it, or hate it, or learn from it I refuse to lose I keep climbing We attack the game with the tactics Special operation move in on the rap shit Armor on weapons raised bullshit blasted Discipline army strong hit them with the tactics Hit them with the tactics They ain't fucking with the tactics Hit them with the tactics They ain't fucking with the tactics They dropping singles but we out here trying to drop a trio That bass will get you high without the green so call it CeeLo Hit them with the tactics They ain't fucking with the tactics Hit them with the tactics We came in the game on some other shit I'll ride I'll die for my brother bitch Sipping Crown Royal like another Rittz And if you hate on HP you can suck a dick Tattooed on my wrist rep it to the grave Never turn on the path that we pave They asked and we gave, never act as a slave Looking back laugh cause we lapped them in ways Brought together two worlds hit them with Collision Never let Bad Weather interrupt the mission Committed to the Evil Goods never could be lagging Always bringing fire with the Mouth Of A Dragon Locks, one, two, three and The Vault Blood turned Cold but it wasn't our fault Aftermath of the Burn Study #1 taught On My New Thang whenever there's pain in my thought So Tired of the world cause I'm Scarred want to Cash Out How I Do It Tunnel Vision life left me assed out Still in search of Bright Lights cause I got Big Dreams In a Showdown with myself it seems Note To Self I need help never mind I Got It Under Water but rise up like Lochness Crystal Ball shows Final Destination clear to me Fuck a bitch music is my Social Security Life Changes only One Shot to live it Wasted on my Demons so MADD I'm livid Cut Off Some Heads, Murder Kill Blood Spill Reattach like Frankenstein cause I did it for the thrill Last twenty bars they were all track titles Writing verses on a killing spree like Michael Undeniable grind paid our dues Dry me up in concrete I'm still gonna make moves We attack the game with the tactics Special operation move in on the rap shit Armor on weapons raised bullshit blasted Discipline army strong hit them with the tactics Hit them with the tactics They ain't fucking with the tactics Hit them with the tactics They ain't fucking with the tactics They dropping singles but we out here trying to drop a trio That bass will get you high without the green so call it CeeLo Hit them with the tactics They ain't fucking with the tactics Hit them with the tactics