The three

[Verse]
First and foremost, I make the music, then the money follows
When the pockets empty, knock 'em till the speakers hollow
I'd feel a deeper sorrow if I didn't do it, but I do it as if there was no tomorrow
Yeah, that's the motto
Gotta get it, get it, gotta, gotta, stay comitted
Puffin' on the loud when we spit it, but still we (stick with it)
We officially in your vicinity
Like it or not, it's puff pass, till ya' sick of weed
But you'll be quick to see
How we never quit the trees
And if we did, we'd still never quit the beats
Sick MC's, writin' history, it's the three, lyrically
Kay Dub and Mr. Mack and Keezy B, Mr. Me
I'm a mystery, come try and figure me out
Don't read the mouth, cause it's not written legibly
Read between the riddle see, flow cold wizardry
Meaning of flow, blizzard breathes blows in simplicity

[Chorus]
We writin' history, it's the three, lyrically
Kay Dub and Mr. Mack and Keezy B, Mr. Me
I'm a mystery, try and figure me
(Try and figure me
Try and figure me)

[Refrain]
You can't get sick of me
If you get sick of me
You're not listening
You're not listening
You can't get sick of me
If you get sick of me
You're not listening
You're not listening
You can't get sick of me
If you get sick of me
You're not listening
You're not listening
You can't get sick of me
If you get sick of me
You're not listening
You're not listeni-i-ing
You're not listeni-i-ing
You're not listening
You're not listening

[Chorus]
We writin' history, it's the three, lyrically
Kay Dub and Mr. Mack and Keezy B, Mr. Me
I'm a mystery, try and figure me
(Try and figure me
Try and figure me)