Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh
Fuck that, I preach it, my nine reaches
The prestigious, cats that speak this, Willie shit
Flooded pieces, my hand releases, snatches
Smack ya cabbage, half-ass rappers, shouldnt have it
So I grab it, never run, the outcome, is usually
A beat down brutally, fuck who you be, or where you from
West or East coast, squeeze toast, leave most
In the blood they layin in, ask Tray and them
Oh shit, I suppose its, time to go snitch
Flip a line and get the show lit
You clown niggas hold it
Down your flow lax, just so you know that
We could battle for days like old cats
Black, you dealin with a throw back
Winnin like straight jacks, with a wide range of rhyme teams
My lyrics they bang like migraines
Nigga my names, Tray the terrible
Philadelph, wild child incredible
Too sick for medical attention , people listen
Its verbal ascension, like Maxwell many dimensions
Flood over tracks, well, mics in critical condition
Killin ya Maxell, unveil lyrical skills unknown
For my peoples with illegal cell phones
A real MC lets bring it back home
Live from the two-one-five, that lost a back bone
In charge, and heavily armed like Brett Favre
You for saw it, nigga stay down
Biggie make them hit the floor face down
What, what, what
The rings and things you sing about, bring em out
Its hard to yell, when the bar-rels in your mouth
Its more than I expected, I thought ya jewels was rented
But they wasnt, so run it, cousin
I could chill, the heat doesnt, ran up in your shell about a dozen
You never seen bank like, Frank White, ya hand clutchin
Ya chest plate, contemplates, you bout to die nigga wait
Keep yo hands high
If you dont wanna die, keep yo hands high
Aint no right or wrong in this game called survive
So you know, its Tray and B-I, G, schemin on your cream
Why try, keep yo hands high
You dont wanna die, keep yo hands high
Aint no right or wrong in this game called survive
So you know, its Tray and B-I, G, schemin on your cream
Why try, keep yo hands high
(High high, high high, high high, high high
High high, high high, high high)
Ayo, its showtime, so Ima blow nines, into your spine
Til whats yours is mines, you know what this is
Bag the Benjamins with all ya riches
How quickly, the milli turns Willies to bitches
Controllin your fate, a hole in your plate
Fuck the show dates, I want the whole state
The squads harassin, all of yall niggas who flashin
We doin this the Tray Lee way
Delay, then nigga we spray
No ignoring us, me and Notorious
Uhh, uhh
I got a new mouth to feed, Im due south with keys
Yall pick seeds out yall weed, I watch cowards bleed
Motherfucker please, its my block, with my rocks
Fuck that hip-hop, them one-twos, and ya dont stops
Me and my nigga Lance, took Kim and Cease advance
Bought ten bricks, four pounds of weed plants
From Branson, now we lampin, twelve room mansion
Bitches get naked off Get Money, Players Anthem
Dont forget, One More Chance and, my other hits
Other shit, niggas spit be counterfeit
Robbery come naturally, in and out like fuckin rapidly
Pass the gat to me
Make his chest rest, where his back should be
Talkin blasphemy, blastin me, your family, rest in coffins often
Frank Wizza, far from soft or fragilla
Play hard like Reggie Miller, rapper, slash dope dealer
Slash gorilla, slash illest turned iller
So nigga keep ya hands high
Run all your so-called possessions, links with baguettes in
Keys to your Lex, for us to make your shorties dressed in
A full jack maneuver, dont nobody move, just the moolah
Its RNF and Junior, M.A.F., runnin through ya like Kahlua
If rum sung then you fly, niggas with the 45
But true lies, you brought out the real nigga in me
Now Ima cock the semi, watch you strip like Demi
If you dont wanna die, keep yo hands high
Aint no right or wrong in this game called survive
So you know its Tray and B-I, G, schemin on your cream
Why try, keep yo hands high
You dont wanna die, keep yo hands high
Aint no right or wrong in this game called survive
So you know its Tray and B-I, G, schemin on your cream
Why try, keep yo hands high
High high, high high, high high, high high
High high, high high, high high
If you dont wanna die, keep yo hands high....
If you dont wanna die, keep yo hands high....
If you dont wanna die, keep yo hands high...
If you dont wanna die, keep yo hands high...
If you dont wanna die, keep yo hands high...