Welcome

You can't swim with the sharks, it ain't safe bro (Wow)
I see you tripping but I got it on my waist though (Bang)
When I pull it don't move unless I say so (don't)
If yuh' do, ooh, ooh, case close (Woo)

Welcome to the TeXFiles (Yeah)
Treat these rappers like my son, my step child (damn)
Welcome to the TeXFiles
Treat these rappers like my son, my step child

You must be buggin' thinking that niggas' could fuck with me
She don't love him, look how the way she staring at me (She love me)
My enemies teaming up (They are)
I guess misery (ok) loves company (Oh wow)

Umma do my thing, Umma-umma do my thing
Keep grinding, umma keep grinding
For the finer things, (Yeah) designer jeans(Yeah)
For the family for (Yeah) the fucking team (Woo woo)

Welcome to the TeXFiles
Treat these rappers like my son, my step child (my baby)
Welcome to the TeXFiles
Treat these rappers like my son, my step child

In this game you can't move without the peso
A little luck and perfect timings what it takes though
I spit coke, codeine promethazine flow
Rip da' Jacker Joe tearing up all of these hoes (Woo)

Welcome to the TeXFiles
Treat these rappers like my son, my step child (Wow)
Welcome to the TeXFiles
Treat these rappers like my son, my step child

I'm way gone ain't no coming back (ain't no coming back)
Your all talks you don't live your'e raps (no you don't)
Don't make me snap and (What) really attack and (What)
Beam me up scotty I'm blazing up on the track (Whoop, whoop, whoop)

Flashing, flashing lights is what you see of course
Them dreads don't play when they settle the score (Whoop)
Spaceship whips, (Erks') abducting your whore (Erks')
Book a flight the same night, back on the tour (Yeah)

Welcome to the TeXFiles
Treat these rappers like my son, my step child (my baby)
Welcome to the TeXFiles
Treat these rappers like my son, my step child



Credits
Writer(s): Joall Mcgeachie
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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