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(Hit-Boy) E.P.M.D., we back in business (We back in business) I visualize what it is not what it isn't (Not what it isn't) We at the mafia table, next to the kitchen (Next to the kitchen) Eatin' Michelin Star, countin' the millions (Countin' the millions) Look, hood theories Arnold Rothstein rigged the World Series Gotti ran every union in the city N-A-S do it B-I-G like Biggie Leadin' like Louie Newton did Nigga, that's how official the revolution is Feds holdin' cameras up and they zoomin' in Don't be surprised when niggas show you they true intent Ruthless, they'll tie up your wife and kids While you talkin' on Clubhouse, the guns out This ain't a audio chat, boy, this audio crack Social media platform, stay rattin' on Facebook, Google, Apple, Microsoft, Amazon Some say it's Babylon Took the property over, it's empty, gone Who said we couldn't get cash as long, last this long Platinum cars with our ratchets on Laid back, oxblood seats with the hazards on Letras de cancionesE.P.M.D., we back in business (We back in business) I visualize what it is not what it isn't (Not what it isn't) We at the mafia table, next to the kitchen (Next to the kitchen) Eatin' Michelin Star, countin' the millions (Woo, countin' the millions) Murcielago mob flow '20 Chevy Tahoe Then I'm sittin' low, I am not hidin' though Condos in different time zones (Time zones) Way before y'all was double cuppin' the styrofoam Come on dun, had to lay it down and lay him his terms, yeah Want me to turn the panache, just say the word, yeah Hit told me to chill, just lay the verse You know my thoughts get crazy, think about shit from the '80s Buggin' like Tom Brady, ballin' like Kyrie and KD Real had the medallion, emblem of a Mercedes Way before Mike Amiris when all the Nikes with pennies Killin' niggas for sneakers, had to skate through the envy Supreme sold for a few billi' (A few billi') If I sell my masters I need a trilli' (I need a trilli') It was go get it, now it's gimme (Run it) And we ain't relyin' on no stimmies E.P.M.D., we back in business, (We back in business) I visualize what it is not what it isn't, (Not what it isn't) We at the mafia table, next to the kitchen, (Next to the kitchen) Eatin' Michelin Star, countin' the millions (Countin' the millions) Mob shit (Mob shit, mob shit, mob shit) Legitimate (Legitimate, legitimate, legitimate) You couldn't even calculate this shit Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah) That's some audible/mountable shit Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Uh (Uh, uh, uh) It's too serious (It's too serious, it's too serious, it's too serious) From Letras Mania