Crisis tha Sharpshooter - Wayne Remix lyrics

[Intro] Sit back and vibe to this Some melodic sh** Know what I'm saying? Let's take our minds to another place Gonna take your mind to another place [Verse 1: ?] Tree house, house tree A metaphor, a simile Guitar string bleeds through the acoustic sounds While I'm sipping on some tea, with some ginger root Recruit soldiers that's loyal, from the grain in the soil Watch the cookies crumble, cos you kept your hands in the jar By far you're not a star, you're just a flashlight Running on low batteries Here's some Duracells, some Energizers You need some batteries, I'm a meteorite on the stratosphere Top of the galaxy, many moons ahead You've been mislead by the false profits, mentally dead In the tomb your mind is wrapped like a cocoon Try to a**ume; get your head gasket popped like a balloon It's not your birthday, so I blow your candles out Smash the cake in ya face, strike my name up like a vandal Like a picture on a canvas or a New York train Cross you out, put a [?] by the side of your name Life my life day by day cos it's a beautiful thing I live my life day by day cos it's a beautiful thing [Hook: ? and ?] So row, row, row your boat gently down the stream n***a swimming up sh** creek without a paddle Still just searching for a dream So row, row, row your boat gently down the steam n***as swimming up sh** creek without a paddles Just searching for a dream Just row, row, row your boat gently down the stream n***a swimming up sh** creek without a paddle just searching for a dream [Verse 2: ?] Seduce the queen, from the moment of introduce, supreme Skip [?] go between, accelerate and go like green Produce and motivate, get [?] n***a on the scene with a gangster lean, [?] So respect with no regret and then protect, like a pit-bull pet Get set for the romance like hold hands And the slow dance to the slow jams And the vacations to the high sands when you drop grands And you pop plans and you chop plants And we pop plans and you drop plans And you shop dance to [?] Produce just to boost the team Pop a beam [?] for the color scheme Larger than life, all off a [?] like a movie screen Seduce the queen, seduce the queen to get the green n***a [Verse 3: Crisis Tha Sharpshooter) Rest in peace to the dead and gone Exit my life like steady loan, get steady grown Got me smoking good joints, blunts, rips from the bong n***a I miss you, when it get too real I play this song I know that life goes on so I try to play along Like I'm over it, knowing I'm wishing you was home You was my battery, Charge me up, to match for my dreams You seen the gift within me even before I seen it Said you dreamed we was on stage with Method You wasn't dreaming It's so inconvenient you got caught up by them demons I prayed for mercy on your soul and I ain't being lenient We all took the dark road, hoping God keep it It ain't no secret that we started from the dirt up That's why we made the [?] come out this [?] We miss you Doc Doom, I can't believe they took my brother Big homie and my partner and there never be another