Tonedeff - Give It Away (Dirty) lyrics

[Intro: Sample from [?]] (x12) Cla**ic [Hook: Tonedeff] Timbs on my feet, trees in my Dutch Master D's on the beat, freestyle to give a** away Cyphers are blunts in front of brick storefronts Fiends on the hunt fix on the front stoop all day [Verse 1: Breez Evahflowin'] Cla**ic sk** (What?), Cadillacs of ill real Jack jumping all over Jill hill Track bumping although it's real ill, kinda eerie Global chemistry, my mind of theory Combine it ‘til it's monetary, get up with Tone Only two ways to ride: get paid or get gone Word bond, it can happen to Pentagons Alert, miniature pawns. We can all get descended on Depending on the vibe I get, this sh** Got me wanting to spit some more—this is how I live Want to see the top? Keep an eye on the kid Iron monkey kick sh**, Tokyo blitz Want to get at me? Talk to your b**h Taste my fame on the part that you kissed Taught the game—any parts that I missed Would have been claimed by the punching of fists But gotten to this?!? Yeah, that's that sh** Come on, it's like: [Hook: Tonedeff] Timbs on my feet, trees in my Dutch Master D's on the beat, freestyle to give a** away Cyphers are blunts in front of brick storefronts Fiends on the hunt fix on the front stoop all day [Verse 2: Breez Evahflowin'] Some think I lost my desire to fight Me hanging up is like finally retiring Mike So extreme like fire and ice—I'm torn My life's like f**ing with that X-b**h Storm I'm born 12-18, 70-something Family income was second to nothing Never repped movie rap ‘cause that's second to fronting Walking through b**by traps ‘til y'all step on the bu*ton (Boom!) I'm hungry like that fat ba*tard glutton No discussion. Just bring the cash you clutching ‘Cause it costs, my minutes are vital Trying to finish the vinyl that'll finish your idols You know garbage n***as, Godless n***as To battle, then bring it all. We're gone, God forgive us Can't contain the pain my pen tell Training Days was hard, scarred by many Denzels [Hook: Tonedeff] Timbs on my feet, trees in my Dutch Master D's on the beat, freestyle to give a** away Cyphers are blunts in front of brick storefronts Fiends on the hunt fix on the front stoop all day [Verse 3: Breez Evahflowin'] Resounding sound that runs wild through crowds Of MCs when I pound them down Frown, screw it up. I take it like if you erupt Then I probably ain't do enough Who want to get dumped? Set your date Itch like you rocking drawers made of [?] Trying to escape out of a lion's gate Stupid like Batman with an iron cape Soft like extra mayonnaise, get high like Zion is Sciences and cultures Get twisted, served, and engulfed by vultures f** a gold mine. I hold a mind Black like a dozen episodes of Soul Food when it's Showtime Rework the album, got to be cla**ic So I could be like, “Stronghold, we running this rap sh**” With the stats to back sh**, UG for life But the green don't grow without water or light like: [Hook: Tonedeff] (x3) Timbs on my feet, trees in my Dutch Master D's on the beat, freestyle to give a** away Cyphers are blunts in front of brick storefronts Fiends on the hunt fix on the front stoop all day