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Five, four, three, two, one, you done when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, you done when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you done when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, you done when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you done when I see you
What it is the king back in the buildin'
Still stackin' and building, still rappin' to children
Jeopardizin' ya deals, ballin' buyin' ya wheels
Like it’s back when we was lil' and it’s still time to kill
Quick displayin' ya skills, way underpayin' ya bills
Spend a day in the field so how you sayin' you real
Niggaz could never live how I live, you ain’t deservin'
My lifestyle’s urban, never met me in person
Just my bread suburban, in a red suburban
On 24’s, 20 hoes givin' head, I’m swervin'
Fuck boys piss they pants, scared and nervous
I’m shell-shocked, black out like I been in the service
Clean cut and reserved, but I tote George Garvin

The closest thang you hoes seen to picture perfect
Your rose gold king, my ring tight as a virgin cop
Your dream I stopped fo I seen the top, nigga
Five, four, three, two, one, you done when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you done when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, you done when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you done when I see you
I treat the beats like the streets, on 'em, I do what I want to
I ain’t gotta confront you, I’ll kill you if I want to
Roam amongst monsters, kill homes and front you
That lil' nigga swearin' he bad, eat him for lunch too
Fuck you niggaz, Dominique slam dunk you niggaz
Sucker punch aan one of you niggaz
I was bein' nice at first now I’m runnin' through niggaz
Whole crews, not just one or two niggaz
'Cuz you ain't representin' the south, you just embarassin'
See you on TV in New York, them niggaz laugh at us
The reason why DJ’s didn’t have a clue I was fabulous
Now a days, not playin' my records well, hell it’s hazardous
All this cussin', fussin', loud discussion’s out of my character
Bustin' these niggaz melons and threatnin' all of they managers
P S C is Atlanta, so how you playin' and handlin'
Gorillaz wit bananaz, without playin' and banishin'
King of the south, it was said once then
Took a while to comprehend, now it all sunk in
On the low, deal a mil, I ain’t done, come again
Room dead, scene fled, fo the fedz runnin' in pimp
Five, four, three, two, one, you done when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you done when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, you done when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you done when I see you
Comin' live from the terror dome
Shinin' lights on niggaz who got they skirts on tight wit mascara on
All I have ever known, is 28 in the zone
Give me a day and it's gone, a brick of yay and it’s on
You have never known, me to run less I’m gunnin' at niggaz domes
And runnin' 'em out the own territory
Every story got a flip side to it
And ya disc ain’t shit less the click ride to it
And I’m gonna show you how the Westside do it
In the A, not Cali, Bankhead, Simpson Valley
Every crack in every alley, sellin' crack to every Tom, Dick, and Harry
Every Kim, Sue, and Sally, till I tally up
A big enough knot to buy me a yacht
So then my pistols and my patnaz really all that I got
I’m not, playin' at all, I’m sprayin' 'em all
Still drop 'em down to size if they say that I’m small man
Pussy cats can’t worry ya dawg
Throwin' stones at the throne, I’m a bury ya all man
Know ya faggot niggaz hate that I’m ballin'
Makin' 30k a day and blow it all at the mall
And man I can’t relate to what you rap on stage
Nigga 'cuz I been sellin' yay since I was bow wow’s age nigga
Hear my daddy and cousin talkin' to me from the grave
And all they sayin' is young nigga get paid
Five, four, three, two, one, you done when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you done when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, you done when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you done when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, you done when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you done when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, you done when I see you
Five, four, three, two, one, one, you done when I see you

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Clifford Joseph Harris Jr. (born September 25, 1980 in Bankhead, Atlanta, Georgia), better known by his stage name T.I., and also by his alter ego T.I.P., is a Grammy award winning American rapper, producer, actor, and co-CEO of Grand Hustle Records. In 2001 he released his debut solo album, I'm Serious through Arista Records. Since then he has released 2003's Trap Muzik, 2004's Urban Legend, 2006's King, 2007's T.I. vs. T.I.P, 2008's Paper Trail, and his latest CD No Mercy released December 7, 2010. In March 2009 he was sentenced to one year and one day in prison and ordered to pay a $100,300 fine for felony weapons charges. When released from prison, he will be subject to an audit of his finances, drug counseling, DNA testing, random searches of his property and will not be able to own firearms.

As of October 2008, T.I. has had nine Top 10 Billboard Hot 100 singles, with 3 of them reaching number 1 ("My Love" by Justin Timberlake on which T.I. was featured, "Whatever You Like," & "Live Your Life" featuring Rihanna).

The Love This Life Songfacts reports that Love This Life, the first official single from T.I.'s eighth album, Trouble Man, was released on April 2, 2012 via YouTube.

T.I. is from Bankhead, Atlanta, Georgia and was raised by his grandparents. T.I. explained the origin of his nickname Rubber Band Man, saying, "We used to wear rubber bands to signify how much money, how much blow we had." He was nicknamed "Tip" after his paternal great-grandfather. Upon signing with Arista Records subsidiary LaFace Records in 2001, he shortened his name to T.I. out of respect for label mate Q-Tip.
T.I. has been in a relationship with former Xscape member Tameka "Tiny" Cottle since 2001. Together, they have two sons: King and Major Harris. He has three other children with ex-girlfriend Lashon Dixon: Domani, Messiah and Deyjah. Overall, T.I. has five children.

T.I. was co-executive producer of B.G.'s upcoming album and making beats for artists like Mariah Carey, Cassidy, Rick Ross, Maino, B.o.B., Yung Joc, Young Dro, and himself. He also executive produced the soundtrack to the film Hustle & Flow and released the collection through his record label.

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