"teezy, we also got speed
From the back seat, back seat
Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing
The sound of the fire burning represents the screams of my soul burning!
Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet
Night falls in thirty minutes, angels fall at instant speed
All the flags we throw that we all represent
Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend
Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet
Let me tell you now i sound like i'm doing speed
New message from mom
Burning up,turn the fan on/
I flash smiles at the mean looks
Fire up the burning bush
From brooklyn to bermondsey, i spit words with speed
Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet
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