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3/5ths (Down Two Fif)

by ManKind x The Deity Complex

Mankind X The Deity Complex ft. Akil Loving and Liv C. Roach - “3/5ths (Down Two Fif)”
[Emcee(s): SciryL and !LLumiN@TE]
[Producer(s): The Deity Complex]
[Vocals: Akil Loving and Liv C. Roach]

[Hook 1: SciryL with Background Vocals by Akil Loving and Liv C. Roach] (x2)
Diamond-in-the-back rap, Cadillac flows
Dough
Riding down 125th Street, Harlem—that's
Tatted in my bones. Dough

[Hook 2: Akil Loving and Liv C. Roach]
I'm just being
Real with ya (I'm just being real with ya). Look at
My car, nigga. Look at the wheels, nigga (Look at)
(The wheels) Look at my broad, nigga. Look at
Her heels (Her heels). Now tell me how I
Feel, nigga. I bring life to a steel picture
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah). (I came a long way) Tell me how I
Feel, nigga (How I feel)
(Nigga) Look at my car
Harlem is the place where the hustlers roll
Chromed-up Caddy and sitting real low

[Verse 1: SciryL]
Toe-wop, do the heel-toe for niggas on
Blocks, sold blocks for the bill fold, real dope
Gold rims and a little smoke, Cadillac
Rap—rolled that ‘til the wheels broke. Never drank
Lean, never fucked with them pills, no. That Pillsbury
Dough that the dope boys killed fo', it will poke ya
C-4 fo' yo' steel do', blowing down
Your poor wall. Yeah, it all falls over grills, yo
I told ‘em it's real though, ride off to the sunset
Over the hill, the motor peel as the wheels glow
My little bro told me I'm ill and asked
How I could be so high but I'm still low. I told him
‘Cause I told him, “Kick rocks” in some steel-toes
‘Til the hill's broken, still smoking on that kale, bumping that

[Hook 1: SciryL with Background Vocals by Akil Loving and Liv C. Roach] (x2)
Diamond-in-the-back rap, Cadillac flows
Dough
Riding down 125th Street, Harlem—that's
Tatted in my bones. Dough

[Hook 2: Akil Loving and Liv C. Roach]
I'm just being
Real with ya (Real with ya). Look at
My car, nigga. Look at the wheels, nigga
Look at my broad, nigga. Look at
Her heels (Her heels). Now tell me how I
Feel, nigga. I bring life to a steel picture
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah). Tell me how I
Feel, nigga
Look at my car
Harlem is the place where the hustlers roll
Chromed-up Caddy and sitting real low

[Verse 2: !LLumiN@TE]
Low fidelity, melanated melody
Jack and the Beanstalk celery, ready to dip
C Plus floor model made in ‘76
When afros needed heavier picks
Heavy cream needs a heavier whip, big wheel
White body got to steady the ship, shipping and handling
Managing incarcerated Scarface damages
Handing out pulled pork sandwiches, feeding The Beast
A minimum wage to eat in the streets
It's fast food—you don't need a receipt, just gratuity
Compound rates on the annuity, tip the
Bartender for the Louis, please. Please don't hurt ‘em with
The Daddy Mac, Super Fly, Dynamite, suicide
Doors with the top down, hanging out the side, spitting

[Hook 1: SciryL with Background Vocals by Akil Loving and Liv C. Roach] (x2)
Diamond-in-the-back rap, Cadillac flows
Dough
Riding down 125th Street, Harlem—that's
Tatted in my bones. Dough

[Outro: Akil Loving and Liv C. Roach]
I'm just being
Real with ya (Real with ya)