R I P to the competition
I heard that death come in 3s

I heard that death come in 3s

I heard that death come in 3s

(There is no competition 3)
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I think by now that you and I know
And if you don't
The motto in my hood is "Do or Die"  ho
That just means you do or you die  but you decide though
Writing shit about me  Now thats a suicide note
I should drive a black hearse  with a suicide do'
Nickname that shit "Coffin Car"  but keep your room inside though
Lights on  day time  and I usually ride slow
We on that "Boys II Men"  its so hard to say goodbye  "Flow"
Hop out in that all black  they like  "Who just died  bro "
I say the competition  but they ain't look too surprised though
They be talkin sideways  keep that to a side note
An L A bitch  that ain't my fault  she wanna be crucified  yo
Jesus Christ  he's just nice
Wait  I ain't say that right     He's just Niiiice

And I heard that death comes in 3s
Someone please  come get these
Little rapping bumblebees
Had they buzz  now its gone
That how it usually come n leaves
They was hot  I was cool  enough of that summer breeze
Some of these
Niggas say shit  I tell em don't mumble please
Keep bumpin' your gums  I wish all you bitches gum disease
You know somebody hatin'  give em this number  please
The number is  1-800-Hum-On-These
Killed it once  killed it twice  usually I just come n flees
Killed it for a third time  (cuz I heard  "Death Comes In 3s")
Well  I'm back and I'm prompt  nigga
Arrogant and so pumped  nigga
In my world ain't shit free  there is no comp  nigga
Ridin round with my Bronx nigga
Who wanna come n romp nigga
Can't kick a man when he down
They ain't say we cant stomp niggas
Flashlights  candles  be prepared for this black out
Black shoes  black suits  black skirt  black blouse
Car service  black 'Lac's
Couple racks in my black slacks
Dime bitch  Ace of Spade  I should be yellin' out Blackjack
BBM in my black Bold  yo bm in my black rolls
She look like Ms Universe and I'm 'bout to be in that blackhole
Get my nut  then fade to black
Damier the grey to black
On the road  we got the Heat  just imagine D-Wade and Black
You wanna play dumb  Black  thats cool
I'ma play HBCU  you can get yo black ass schooled
Welcome to the Funeral University
Death comes in the 3s  this the third CD