I'm running, running through the jungle
Running like a slave through the underground tunnel
Told you all n***as better get these b**hes
'Cause I spit till my lips need 16 stitches
I am, lyrical intrusion,
You b**hes can't see me like I'm really an illusion
I hop upon your face and do my motherf**ing tooth that
Till I know the meat out like a motherf**ing toothpick
Ah, I'm nasty n***a, like Nas like kim, like Ca**ie b**hes
Like I'm f**ing Chris dope or that raspy n***a
Or the skin on the feet of a ashy n***a
I am, whatever they say I am
Bumping like the a**es on them thick b**hes at stadiums
f** them other b**hes I sound better in the place of them
I k** this sh** this the motherf**ing raping
Sick b**h, chicken noodle soup face
Calls from oversea like a motherf**ing crusade
Crack rock and you hit it till your nose hurts
Rooftop Brooklyn, made the sh** and cover
I run New York, I run New York
I am 0 past a hundred, spitting like a dragon
That wnt missing from a dungeon
Y'all a bunch of n***as getting trippy off of nothing
Tie a rope around your neck and let me kick you off a bungee
I'm Satan, and I'ma take your a** to church now
Running my fields and you midgets on your first down
I love it, when these b**hes know I'm better than them
'Cause I don't hear, not a word or a letter from them
I'm a fire, enemies of the force round
b**hes and I rap, elliptical, all it's round
b**hes and a condo, I sit with an open mouth
b**hes and you b**hes are lyrically
Like some f**ing down syndrome, no offense
No shame in all, but y'all b**hes on knees like baby claws
You can catch me out in Cover, chilling like a stoop kid
Yeah hate don't talk b**h do
Sick b**h, chicken noodle soup face
Calls from oversea like a motherf**ing crusade
Crack rock and you hit it till your nose hurts
Rooftop Brooklyn, made the sh** and cover
I run New York, I run New York
I'm lyrical coming on general
Take shots when I was a criminal
Don't stop, continue on running around
But never some of the sh** that I'm fin to do
Y'all that I'm giving you
If you front, I'm gonn put and end to you
I'm like scorpion, b**h I will finish you
Making nasty, real, real nasty
Way you b**hes running like you will get past me
Won't happen you b**hes could get on, when I'm off it
Try to cross me now, you be gone in a coffin
It's just me, myself and I
Talk tough sh** and I'ma beat you till you die
Ask why, because I'm better than you'll ever be
That's why sh** negotiate seems lighter than heavy d
Sick b**h, chicken noodle soup face
Calls from oversea like a motherf**ing crusade
Crack rock and you hit it till your nose hurts
Rooftop Brooklyn, made the sh** and cover
I run New York, I run New York.