Lyrics:
International, domestic, Chicago, Ohio, Seattle
(Move through the city like rapid transit)
Everywhere we go now, I'm dead serious
You fuckin? with "The Best Damn
Open the chapter I'm starting a story
It probably won't end till the morning
Write out the details and write out the query's
Cause fuck it I'm taking
to NASA
200 Miles on the dash
Gotta roll a pound up and gas it
Switching lanes in a Grand Rapid
We the ones that kept it cool
With all these niggas
me parado
And if Ah bwoy do di talk yeah di glock Ah show
Bup Inna your chest rapid rapid out
Muh Nuh guan like e man wey ah pappy show
Mana Bornbhad
a bulla
Man a kill fi get di mullah
Buss e matic a wa do dem fool yah
Dem say fi cool
U mind me lif up every tool yah
Kill u bredda pan a scooter
Man
Yeah I ride around with the tool got the choppa in the trunk and the nine on me too
Yeah I see ya face on the tube they ain't got no evidence so ask
like an orange might
Alright query this
Tell me if you're feeling it
I will not apologize
If your bothered by what I really think
The only beef I
through your trap house
Cash in, Nigga, Cash out
Shots fired, only head shots
Rapid fire make you dance
Drive-by in a fucking limo
Trigger fingers in my
let do it Pull up on the block try to see the tools
He got a G so I put in that two
Duh, Lil' Sean saw I tryna open his hood
Get his bag on, good
I'm
gwan go hold you corner,bwoy see me tool and
A it him after,hail warrior queen ,me a come check
Later,all deh pon im mind a me tool im a com fa
Fly
the questions
Came with answers
Answers
Greeted with hugs and you handsome
Pocket a ransom
Canon and magnum
Magnum
Strapped with a tool like bonanza
I'm in
a tool
Simultaneously slow fadin like casting crowns I am a fool
The battles raging inside to my flesh I must respond cruel
When the smoke clears and dust
alike
A symphony of torture, tipping the scale
Bones are my tool while I slowly unveil
A spleen severed, as I rapid impale
I slit the throat while they
in your face
Principalities moving
ct a rapid pace
We gotta train our soldiers
To run this race, yea!
When the fire is strange,
In
down, you know how it goes
Plain clothes
Query, drugs, or guns? lift your tongue
They warrants on my lungs
Like make it easy son, tell
Us if you got some,
It's only been a week,
The rush of being home in rapid fading.
Prevailing to recall
What I was missing, all that time in England
Has sent
It's only been a week
The rush of being home and rapid fading
I fell into a call
But I was missing all that time in England
I send the aimless sleep
It's only been a week
The rush of being home and rapid fading
I fell into a call
But I was missing all that time in England
Asend the aimless
with precision
Nigga, your hoe chose Hov', that's rapid division
Now divide yourself and slide
I, young Vito, voice of the young people
Mouthpiece
was just poor
Still the same nigga from the get-go
At the award show in some retros
Hittas with me on ready, set, go
Keep a tool with me, Home Depot
with precision
Nigga, your hoe chose Hov', that's rapid division
Now divide yourself and slide
I, young Vito, voice of the young people
Mouthpiece
thong to my theme song
And hope you don't get clap upon
Who that kid, as dirty as that Ol' Dirty Bastard
Who that kid, who pack a tool belt and dirty
drugs, no violence, leave home the guns and tools
And the grill's just cookin' up chicken and steak
And greedy ass Uncle Ronnie, yo, he lickin' the plate
a gram or give 'em slabs, trips wit tans in gypsy cabs(out of town)
I be badder than Krueger, speeding rapid confuse ya
Keys back in from Cuba, Tea
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