Verse One: Jamal Taking you to the other terrain, we mash strictly for the cream Here to kill your whole scene and your motherfuckin team Little '
you can try me Crash and burn, long as they take you with them, now is a completed mission And I could give a fuck about who on television if it ain't my team
to me real natural like Truman Capote, peyote, coyotes and jackals My team is real (Predatory) but we ain't from (Nashville) You callin for us, we are Battle Axe Warriors, defend the fortress
wirly world, see Iraq Binoculars, eyes is out, sun they watchin' us Jake hit the strip, now police try lockin' us It's cream on my land, original man My team
the fish'n Mothafucka respect it, the commission I buy and sell bricks with my nigga PD Down with the team called BBE Now if you want to join the team
ASHES IN AN URN AND MAKE SURE THEY'RE BEING SAVE (Verse 3) Jise: I KEEP LOOKIN' INTO THE EYES OF MY ENEMY'S FORTRESS, SNORKELIN' DEEP WITHIN THE OUTSKIRTS
givin niggaz a hard time Streets like gold mines, Beamers, X5 with chrome shine are foul, like shoot-outs in Al Capone's time I got dreams ya team never
pilots gave their lives to bring them back But now they all play ping pong in the operations shack Their technique's gone to hell! Yes, the lordly Flying Fortress
while he slept inside Well they're merely chasing perfectionist emblems When the clock strikes nine I'll be waking with the best of routine caffiene team
static radiance cloned to welcome in every home lead a blue screen, bruised dream canope victim of the cursed nursed Technicolor drunk support team ooh
Taking you to the other terrain, we mash strictly for the cream Here to kill your whole scene and your motherfuckin' team Little 'Mal, the raw dawg, I
If you pass away in the wing fortress, There's a time divider, a technical team will be At your services, for what that matters. The mirror shatters
, win it right now Shed light, bring it to light, and move right "America's Cream Team.." "Ah-ah-America's Cream Team.." [Funk Flex] Uh-huh, what what
me, opposing forces Use my urban resources, refuse to get hung Off crosses, take no losses, the God wears gems that flosses Next lp my teams face all
against us, win it right now Shed light, bring it to light, and move right "America's Cream Team.." "Ah-ah-America's Cream Team.." [Funk Flex] Uh-huh
blinded By ? and you can find it Hurt your whole faculty Invert your reality Task force,swat team Martials are after me blay Trail of blood drips Stiffs in the fortress
If you pass away in the wing fortress There's a time divider and a technical team will be At your services for what that matters When the mirror shatters
breakfast cerals in the shape of their nation's borders and drawing brand new maps, discreetly expanding their nation's borders (chorus): It's root root root for the home team
