TEAMTILIQUE - Stand Down (Unfinished) lyrics

[Verse 1] Dumb it down for I take it You know I had to custom make it I'm not accustomed to the fake sh** All studed all aces My drink straight never chase it My bank straight never changes You know I'm money motivated For the fortune f** the fame sh** New world new religion New religion new lies New lies new heights sh** I had to sacrifice You always gotta pay the price Snake eyes off the dice Pure white gotta dice The white taking black lives I'm on the rise, Enterprise Warp speed, Energized Bee hive, Wats riot Fe fi, Little giant Change is so, terrifying (Haha) I'm stealing lives, Micheal Myers From the plug twice, Like I'm Plies I dish it out, Like it's pie I'm Bo Jack, 85 The lines im laying across your mind might cross the line (Im dope at times) The sh** I perscribe can't be defined youll never find (These type of lines) Tilique young Ronald Reagan Hollywood's secret agent They made old Ronald Reagan You know they gotta custom make it [Hook] x2 Ya stand down (Stand down) Ya Hands down (Hands down) Ya stand down (Stand down) Ya Hands down (Bah Bah bah) Ya Man down [Verse 2] My pockets on protein I bulk up I push the cds to these teens Like c**a La Cosa Nostra I might start my own mafioso I'm off the wall now they want me on posters I did what I'm supposed to I cop the black on black Benz Then I black out Heater gon wax all these kids like a candle I pack the pellets like pac-man Im Pacquiao Think it's a scandal T.E.A.M. thanking everyone around me I see my city surround me I see the b**h pretty then doubt me She see I sit pretty now she bout me I want no one around me f** what they planning I'm just tryna fend for the family I hit up Panthers I'm tanning I crush the gla** like I'm sanding Did this for Minne, Molly and my Granny I deserve a grammy Lindon B. k**ing off Kennedys Friend of my enemy Been a friend to my enemy I'm befriended my enemies Knife out my back You should see what they did to me Cut from the the chain like I'm Django Trapped in the dirt tryna blend in like Rango Scratched off the right 5 like it's bingo I stack the chips high like it's pringles No more hidden angles So many fake n***as in my ear this year Almost started to hear 'em So many snake n***as in my rear this year Almost crashed had my eyes on the mirror Swag swerve power steer I got merch got the gear Birds chirping in his ear I gotta get this sh** clear I gotta do all this sh** for my peers Have no fear [Hook] x2 Ya stand down (Stand down) Ya Hands down (Hands down) Ya stand down (Stand down) Ya Hands down (Bah Bah bah) Ya Man down [Outro] It was all a dream I used to read Word Up magazine Salt'n'Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine Hangin' pictures on my wall Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl