Triangle Offense

[Verse 1: Torae] You fucking with the best in the Borough The Barrel Brothers of Brooklyn Ain't nobody give us a lane, fuck it we took one Niggas was hooked from the door, peep Skylar and Tor' More like Walter White and Jesse the way we cook it up pure And Sha distributed it raw, nothing cut nothing stepped on Look like the days of the narcoleptic execs gone way Niggas was slept on Fuck it he kept going, every sixteen that I breathe gimme a Flex bomb Came up deliver it mean, that’s word to Hex mom I’m bout my team my nigga eff y'alls This upper echelon squeeze till every clip in the tec's gone Fuck wit a broad until the check gone, ex con Present day, Rover Range matte black switching lanes Necklace glisten chains, overseas switching planes You ain't incarcerated get ya chain Cause F.T.R.I.A. came to click and bang Get 'em mayne [Verse 2: Skyzoo] Got em where they calling me Tyson in 86' I get that involved when handing off to make 'em flip Know I handle bars like handle bars and play the grips Turn the cannon on and handle y'alls when I'm laying dick My rep as great as it gets I’m young, pretty, I hit hard I’m the best shape of my life I'm on my lift off My fan base is going state to state in a zip car My only down fall is my belt is covered in lip gloss Play the nickels and nines made a grip on the side But dance all on the base I'm Jadakiss to the Stuy My mans cornered the base like they was kicking a rhyme And ya hands all on ya face as you wait to get you a line Two for one, double meaning, and double what we is The doors open when floors open shoving the key in The more dope that I toss over just showing me is That your flows is your throat juggling me in [Verse 3: Sha Stimuli] No one on Earth is dope as we See my flows forbidden I'm as slick as the serpent that spoke the Eve Move with no religion I can walk in church just rolling weed Lord I'm only kidding Please look at the person I've grown to be Peep my soul has risen I've driven through Hell fir My life was flame infested I've passed and I've failed some tests and escaped from a jailing sentence In the belly of the beast jumping rope with whale intestines I was Jonah now I’m over your head you can feel my presence My curses appear as blessings So I laugh at any man That would oppose me knows that I'll attack 'em where they stand These dudes spit garbage like they salivary glands Come from sanitary vans they got imaginary fans I hit beaches in the winter I get January tans and Bitches call me winner I put passion in they pants I'm an advocate for abstinence cause no ones effing with me I will stab you with a javelin for acting like you can My district flips fools Quick trip if you Spit sick, switch hit, jab, stick, stick move Misfit, pricks get, bitch [?] tunes, 6-6-6-you TICK TICK TICK BOOM!