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    "Tenn Points" Lyrics

    Cool Breeze

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    [intro - peaches]
    Hey playas, this is peaches
    And we comin' up on the new millennium, year 2k
    And I'mma give you 3 points to keep you in the game
    Point 1 - call and meet, ??, pay ya debt
    Point 2 - don't hate the haters
    They cloudin' your judgement
    And 3, never let 'em know what you're thinkin'
    [cool breeze]
    Hey, I was introduced to fame by way of mouth
    I was rappin' on this tape, and the rap was about
    How for my folks, and for mine, I forever stay down
    And represent this town, and for that, I'll be crowned
    It's been known that my attitude'll reach it's peak
    That's right
    But never has it once stopped the way that I think
    I know the speakers addin' bricks to the path you lay
    And to be is to live everything you say
    I read once that if you die, the people couldn't forget
    That your eternal flame will forever stay lit
    One day I'll leave this place and add another star to the sky
    But all of my creations, they never would die
    I told you dirty jed clampett tried to front me some weight
    This time he pushed me in his house, and had it laid on the plate
    He had stacks of it packed all down in these crates
    Stampin' bdf, nothin' but that flake
    See, the only way the southcoast will ever become
    We gotta all come together, and become as one
    When they say "what's your name?"
    We say "where you from?"
    When they "what you say?"
    We say "come get some!"
    We make any click or crew, run and call the cops
    Picallo said play with the bomb, and why'all get knocked off top
    History is proven and will lead you right
    The acts you commit will be recorded for life (for life)
    1 - you did it before, you'll do it again
    Repeat 1 (16x)
    All this pain got me goin' through recovery
    Withdrawal pains from my ghetto life and concrete streets
    Get it how you live, I live hard, that's how I get it
    Execute them punk niggas that ain't wit it
    Straight thuggin', my face wrinkles, my mind sprinkles
    Mounds livin' off the track, shinin' it like twinkle
    Ride the beat, 160 like my white impala
    Hit that spray and leave them niggas for them dollas
    I can't explain why, but tangaray and ??
    Bring out the mothafuckin' dog in the real niggas
    Do you remember rap used to be so fun shit?
    Now niggas gettin' killed over who they run with
    Run with me, and see if I give a fuck though
    Wicked when I kick it, most expected to do dope flows
    Underground, treasured by the ones who listen to it
    Respected in the field by them soldiers who really do it
    I'm on the frontline, moral for the troops
    Makin' niggas lace their boots, and hit they mark when they shoot
    Lord forgive me, but my people must defend their people
    It's gonna take mass destruction just to see we all equal
    Forty days and forty nights, we gon' fight and get wreckless
    If I die, fresh play, and I will be ressurrected
    Eyes red as fire, flash the grill for the non-believers
    And we gon' let the child lead us, let the child lead us
    Repeat 1 to fade
    This song was submitted on December 17th, 2013 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to Snap for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC.
    Written by Frederick Bell, Patrick Brown, Premro Smith, Raymond Murray, Rico Wade.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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