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3 Musketeers ft. Chaos & J​-​Yungen

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*1st Verse* (V. scripts)
V, make ya mafuckin head lean
crack music, my fans be dead fiends
lil close to the edge, try to end me
then push on the crook I wont look
as i fall thru the verse and the hook, ah
piece it apart Im a beat I will eat thru your heart
got a leash on a broad, call that Alisha
make her sing, call the Aretha
stack dough and cheese, call that a pizza
and she suck so hard she pulled out Urethra
put her face against the wall, call it Mona LIsa
I be all up on a mission
no intermission
in missionary position
a visionary, a vision
a smidgen scary, incision
incendiary decisions,
this shit is very efficient
you can never fuck to much
Heff with a gun, man I bust through sluts
rap through my soul till my guts threw up
died and came back just to puff two blunts
Renegade nigga what the fuck you want
they blamin a nigga cause a truck blew up
framin a nigga?
you insane lil nigga?
like James nigga nigga man I got the gold
and I leave you in the dirt like possum toes
and I crack these haters like lobsters yo
and I got more problems that foster homes
and Im heatin up like the pots on stove
givin attitude like she not 'gon go
but I know that she tryna get her wifey on
after sex like "V can you write me songs"
and the second she blinks yo I might be gone
this the type of shit that they wouldnt play in your catholic school
this the type of flow that'll go and fuck up your afternoon
I was writing raps while you were jackin off, after school
niggas waitin for that check, do what you have to do, ooo
dont smoke my loud cause it might be strong
hotboxing with the high beams on with the light green bong
till the night be gone, who am I? King Kong?

*2nd Verse* (Chaos)
Nikes on, try me holmes
See me on the playground, 3 o clock, ill send ya crying home

you gone make me black out, with the lights on
burry ya ass like a doggy bone,
Im on, your off, I'm hard, your soft

You do all the work, why?, cuz I'm you boss

This line dont cross, you see these shells, no sauce

if you owe me, pay up, or ill ask ya mom how much your life cost

these niggas washed up, no soap suds
in a bee's nest, I gotta big buzz
stay in ya chair, Charles, Xavier, as days go by Im just gettin crazier

and crazier, like a skunk, ill spray ya brah
I'ma ladies man but I'm lay ya brah

Goku I'm just saying brah, I'll beat a pussy up, like im making love,

Kidnap ya baby ass, black ski mask and a navy jag
and 
a broom stick, to tease ya homo ass
I told the streets I'm hungry, I like my potatoes mashed,
save them chickens and their beef for last
leave em with amnesia, so they cant remember their past

They say Im fucked up, cuz I never leave the house without my flask
dark but I still see the light

so sometimes I even let em keep their life

and sometimes I even let them keep their wife

sometimes I get em high and let them keep the pipe
These chicks wish they could just can keep the pipe
step to the jeweler like I want all the ice
a couple goons, no cash just like you rich people, we don't ask the price

*3rd Verse* (J-yungen)
Mister he spit the heat to hit the streets(hit the streets)
Filled wit screams wit these villian dreams (villian dreams)
Scenes of million of green
Chillin wit g's
Livin schemes
gettin cream
Feelin free
Flea police cuz it seems
Whenever the cops see me, they believe somethin illegal in my jeans
I mean he doin somethin that he shouldn't be
Bored so they pull me over like fuck it lets see
Honestly if you guys only stopped ta
See I'm in college and work at red lobster
Wouldn't even know I should get a Oscar
For keepin my cool everytime you stopped us
I live like I don't fear dying
It's harder to quit than it is to keep trying
Young boss only the strong survin
Go broke and still stand talk like giants
(At the end of the day these niggas so subliminal )
(Maybe cause, I got enough bars to hold criminals)
(Freshman of the year nigga tell me who, to give it to)
(Kill the beef or you can be dead meat, it's up to you....)
I chase that cheddar, smoke that Charlie (BrownBrown)
Back then haters ain't know better, I bet they know me (now)
You can never let up, when tryna own the (crown)
So every day I get UP, and hold my city
See sometimes shit just happens, but I never wanted trouble
But hey my niggas wit the action like they stunt doubles
So I guess it's Yungen 1
and the haters zero
Ima hero amongst evil
Look thru my peep hole
You can see the people

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released July 11, 2013

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