Sideshow Experimental Rap (Black Cross+) Lyrics

[Intro]
Dylvinchi got the dope
Yeah, yeah
Ay

[Verse 1]
I put some lines of the lemon lime
Put the fire to the candy, got me high
Know you smelt me down the street, that [?] on us
We got them [?], 35's
Don't shop with other niggas, they ain't got the shit we got
I don't f*ck with anybody, I think everybody hot
I think Cody got me tweaking, I think everybody plotting
I ain't worried about the up-sides, my right hand, [?]
Try drenching a crip with holy water, Satan on the spot
Told me "stay patient"
Over 8 years, I watched other niggas getting money from me
Could've spanked 'em if I wanted
But I ain't with that "could've, would've" thinking shit I did
Niggas better never play, I know where everybody live
I got the drop on everybody, mother, sister, even kids
On my camera, I get duct tape, thrown over bridge
Tryna do it broad day, make sure everybody see it
Over seventy dollars, nigga it's really that serious

[Chorus]
I'm from the 3rd world nigga, and I'm going back
I mean I'm from the 3rd world, and I'm going back
What you mean, I'm from the 3rd world, and I'm going back, amends
You a artisan soldier, keep it simple, you surveyin' it
Look both ways when you cross the street, 'cause I'll do a nigga neat get shot in front a gentrified building
Certified bitch my thots [?] certified million
On God

[Post-Chorus: Sideshow]
You ain't steelin' right now in America hittin' me—
If you goin' with the rules, you a stupid motherf*cker (Yeah, ay)
...and I'll tell you my name, Kenny Pave
You a dumb motherf*cker

[Verse 2]
Ay
I put some lines in the lemon lime
Drink the shit so much I think I lost my mind, dog
They ask for shit I cannot give, like, who am I, God?
[?] thousand G's, used to wear [?]
They call me Big T, the big cheese, nigga been to overseas
I get shorties bendin' knees for me
Trap so hard that I forget to eat
Nigga, this cup I got give me better sleep, I'm better geeked
International Soldier Club, and I'm the leader
I'm on the bitch, but I ain't never need her
[?] I never need [?]
Yeah, you a new soldier
She said it's either me or juice, and bitch I choose soda, uh
[?] body oil, my odor
I ain't never been to college, I don't got a diploma
But, I can make a hundred million, I just gotta stay focused
I got a stick on me, hope the cops don't notice
I plead the fifth, homie, can you call my lawyer
Baby, I'm so high the nigga under Fahrenheit
I can't give you my love, you the scary type
Cool nigga, but I turn barbarian
I ain't sparing him
If you geeked for war, better go prepare for
Better get a gun, learn to aim that bitch, uh

[Outro]
I pour my cup real dark look like, uh
I mix the [?] with the [?], [?] ridiculous
Had to cut my old bitch off 'cause I ain't into that
Them niggas ain't gangsta they just anxious, live on internet, nigga