Chi-Ali - Roadrunner (Puberty Mix) lyrics

Chi-Ali the lady stunner, I'm stunning the stunts That's blowing me kisses because I'm a Native Tounger The native runner, and I'm about to blaze this flock track Like Isaac, I leave ya in the Hayes For days and days and days you try and phase Yet you need to get Met, cause yo I heard it pays Your pockets looks skimp, but yo there's a bulge in my jeans Cause I'm only 15 and ripping rap scenes All the magazines say that cat's hitting But I feel like a rat getting chased by all the kittens And all the coytoes setting up traps But collapse on the faaaaabulous No haps I design, a lined on the boom blue batter Up next, me context a hex, from the complex Rough, stuff, I puff, smoke, you wanna toke slow poke? Nope, you can't get nothing sporty Your girl's naughty, talking bout "Who's shorty, who's shorty?" But get your girl cause I don't wanna be the stunner Just the runner, the funky Roadrunner Cool it coyote, I'm the roadrunner running things (Repeat 4x) I shook up, honey ice tea That's domino a girl, I'm an O and a fly MC From the, from the west I'm fly from the east, peace to both, we know who's best Dip dip dip, I'm dipping landmines and pits That coytoes set up to keep me from making hits They want me to go pop but I'm a hip-hop the vote So you know the only pop I'm popping is a soda Never quote a Vanilla line when I wrote a My mouth the trigger action and my brain's a speed loader And yo my pockets stay loaded (Hey Chi, I heard you blew up) Pssssh, exploded But now my Redhead, a Kingpin Ed said "Move It" The kid got sk**s, don't belive me? I'll prove it, to all, from Tony to T and My vision's perfect, but if you smoke crack, I ain't trying to see ya The only thing I smoke are my mics So take a hike and uuhhhhh, don't sweat my Nikes And don't be sleeping on my statute, it's no fact I measure up to MC's because my mic's a protractor And it may come as a shocker I bumped around and got more styles than you'll find at Foot Locker So cool it coyote, cool it coyote Or I'll break a coyote, I hate a coyote And if you're coyote, I won't hang with ya Trying to trap off, or run off and bust a cap off, get the picture? Hope so, cause I don't wanna be the dunna Just the runner, the funky roadrunner Cool it coyote, I'm the roadrunner running things (Repeat 8x) I'm about to be but, but before I do I gotta say what's up to my crew The Q, yeah, and on the check one, two Is the Lemonader with Dres who said the choice is on you So what's up Doc? Butcher for the cut And can I get a nut (What?) Chill, a Beatnut This combination you can't break, I'm hard to taste So step to me and get cut up just like a steak Yeah, I know that's from one of my promos But my rhymes roll on more tracks than a fat set of ??? Total Wreck, Sean Cato got ill sk**s The Op Shop cannt drop so yo just chills nills Girls say I'm cute as a bu*ton Fly denim, my raps' venom, I pin em To, my trusty, my trusty old pad No curses in these verses, respects due to mom and dad Now tell me who's the #1 son of Oh you guessed it, it's the funky roadrunner Cool it coyote, I'm the roadrunner running things (Repeat 8x) Can you make him run? Well let me him run! (Repeat 4x)