Tell em' tell em' tell em' in the truck Tell em' em' ten felonies, run em' up em' I don't give a fuck about a runner up That's why we bout to run on up we just all been thunderstruck We a problem Built a whole lab, talkin' at their dinner Bout our whole gang and we run on Bring our own bag, we born to gurn and not return but first the world will starve and burn
1] When I hit up the clinic, they say I'm finished I say I'm just started, they say I must be retarded They I can't live a minute shit I've been living for hours I've been a menace a cop killin' villain never the power It's Eiffel towers and castles, battles and showers of acid tablets you plastic rappers, empower the masked masses, the... King Kong Gorilla the gold Dealin' the kkilla' of coke to all the dealers like...
Tell em' tell em' tell em' in the truck Tell em' em' ten felonies, run em' up Tell em' I don't give a about a runner up That's why we bout to run on up like we just all been We a problem the whole lab, talkin' at their dinner probably Bout our whole and we run on anybody Bring our own bag, we were to gurn and not return but first the world will starve and burn
2] Half of my brothers on the lockdown, and a quarter to open up some shop now Other quarter that i got'll hold the squad down, with a that'll shoot the whole block down a week ago Charlie got that access code, on your email in that brand new apple phone We ain't been out of we ain't as bent out of shape But we still like you mutherfukkers that's the cake
Flocka Flame] Mans gone blast nigga at one This won't last long you rappers dont got no back You get no dap you actin through your last song Ain't no different I'm still creepin' my TracFone I know that guy been stackin' a 9 to 5 My nigga from the flock never get a 9 to 5 We've been [?] you seem to find the time We'll the sides and this pistol give me killin' vibes You said you married to the money see that Mary is And I'm on that new money like Tubman ya' scared or ya' buggin, Better get off and get it Let me know if you with it, I got the dope and the Mike Tyson they robbin and they get it Fuck showing respect, I'm out here [?] and for the weed and crack, Lord I'm sorry for sinning I'mma let you niggas finish but I'm only Waka
[Spark Tape] I'm a phantom in a Ghost kill them with the balance Kilo of the coco boy named her Holly Run up on the game, forty to keep them challenged And a out to the Heron God, keeping no traces I been young, killer since the seed was sprung We gon' to see the coffin when man all this shit is done I'm a dogmatic, stillmatic, real God have the ill habits, help him
Tell em' tell em' tell em' tenkkeys in the Tell em' em' ten felonies, run em' up Tell em' I don't a fuck about a runner up That's why we bout to run on up like we just all been We been a Built the whole lab, talkin' at their dinner Bout our whole and we run on anybody Bring our own bag, we were born to gurn and not return but first the world will starve and