Yo 1, 2, 1, 2 The Clef is back with some Refugee it up! Turn it up! Turn it up Yo, you see them Refugees there, they goin in the car
Keys goin in the trunk Fiends they don't a uh
And Flex save you, even if he dropped a bomb in this You still gon be in a ditch My name be Robin Banks, the way I be robbin banks I'm a fiend for the S-500, I it Used to stay high and blunted, but all that had to Chick like me, be chasin cops And they don't at my block after the Diallo shootin in waitin, marksmen recruitin Salutin, confederates, rhyme and reason Time and treatin, Air One we leavin Panama red, holdin 52 for ransom My man Handsome, itchin to cancel 'em I'm like up, wait a minute, let's get down to business We could shoot up everything as the deal is finished Blah, blah, I got two to kill We want like 5 mil in a jet so peel
Supreme C been mean figures, ask my lil nigga Since back in the days, before he was Ain't puttin fear in my heart, who need a jumpstart My art sharp, shoot your posse take you on one by one, gun by gun Son by son, by done Whoever come fest, one of the best I'm gettin assets, collect ass bets, by your address I to kick it wit you, walk beans stickin wit you Why try to hide accomplice vibe Yo, we break bread, break heads, my shake feds and scramble, F what your man do It's all about husltin game, muscle and fame in rain, take aim, blush you with game My is unexplainable, switch, changeable And I stay remain able, with bigger guns at you
Keys they goin in the Fiends they don't a uh
I run up in Da Cypha, heavily armed endless bars of metaphoric harm A python with poisonous charm, my arm Pushing figures way to the Out of your reach, like Fatal Attract Freeze, a bar stroke, an ace of spades I'll you wit a blade when I think I'm gettin played Made woman, you in bed with the same woman You say you it, you don't wanna see the omen When my sixth sense start flowin, I bless holy water I don't wanna die 'cause I'm my daddy's daughter But yo, sometimes I see the on the wall You the ghetto testaments, the shootouts, the brawls Close frames in the hall, will you stand or you fall Your whole click is on the run, now you tell it all About the shifters, me, I'm a cipher drifter My bars is up, so peace to the mixes
Keys they goin in the Fiends don't give a uh
Keys goin in the trunk Fiends they don't a uh
October 31st, I was by the sour These thugs don't wanna talk, they want these Pumas I bought Fresh outta school, picked on 'cause I'm I barely spoke English but the gun language was Ran in the grocery store, spoke to He said, you have problems, here's a from Israel Ran back outside, just before I could say homicide the biscuit in the bushes, runnin like Jesse Owens Police up, but I was nowhere in existence Back in the thinkin bout what I just did I'm a police of defense but I'm to catch this bid My was right, they knocked the door, homie Like a super in the wantin rent money when I thought I get my life straight in the states Is when I found myself climbin down the escape found in Virginia, under the dumpsters, no 18 cases in front of the grocery sto' Flee the of the crime before y'all kick the door No, your honor, that be some old rhyme that I wrote And lyrics sometime, man, they it For example, I say gun, I mean my pen and paper And everytime I and spit the crowd jump 'Cause I'm still Underground like "humpty hump" Feel the funk comin through your elephant I ain't even Kross my clothes yet And yet y'all "Jump, Jump" in Da Cypha, "Jump, Jump" You in Da
Keys they goin in the Fiends they give a uh
Stay in the when you hear It means the murder's outside you Where the real killers at you Honey who chill the gats you hear Yo don't talk man Just your girl's wit you man 'Cause o y'all gon go man To a place where no man man Femme fatale, Supreme C, kinda Marie Antoinette in the with the techs Y'all know the Refugee Camp