[Ini Kamoze]
Out in the streets they call it merther
[Verse 1: IshaQ]
Look at all these acts, gone make me spaz
Argh
Yall are concerned about all these racks
Running the city hind all your backs
Can't hold me back (can't hold me back)
Facts:
Started from bottom with singles we the next out, with the drop we
The best out
See my my sound vivid, get down diggy down with it
Sound legit, astounding these clowns with it
Bound to win, I'm crowned as the towns lyric I'm outwitting these
Dumbs dumbs I found slipping
Matter fact man I'm out k**ing the whack careers of these loud
Mimics
Proud cynic of these repetitive played out rhythms
Now Listen, the collective make our sound different.work on this
Empire I ain't worried bout your hurt feelings
But ma forgive me
Chasing dreams up in that city I know it's silly
To have that sinning sit in my Vicinity
Visibly lividly when you picture me in this villainy, but it's meant to be
Standard 9-5 wasn't meant for me
[Hook: IshaQ & Chronicle]
Wilding with my collective
You know we acting reckless
Step out in some fresh to d**h ish
Showing you what the best is
Ticking “run the city” off my checklist
Run that 256 run that run that 256 (X4)
[Verse 2: Chronicle]
Step in the booth (Woah)
The beast is loose
The flow so spiritual (tell them)
Oh lord just let me leash off
Ah but we out tonight
Came through live just to vibe tonight
Gold watches, belt buckle
Margiella homie got these women feeling comfortable
They tell us to terrera but we feeling so untouchable like wooh
Nduza somebody had to just boss up
I feel the hate creeping you be taking shots shots shots
But I'm like what the hell is you sipping on that don perion
Yea you looking like a wavy mess
But Jah bless you making money so go throw these hundreds, go
Through these hundreds, ah, man I swear to God I told these n***as I
Ball so hard that's ESPN run my city no DMC sh**
Blood dripping on my white Adidas
Been this way since I was a fetus
Screamin while im vibin with ma n***as
Squad up till the day I kick the bucket!
I'm a king hoe!
(hook)
[Verse 3: IshaQ & chronicle]
[Chronicle]
Chronicle philosophical word to aristotle
So close your pot hole and listen to the dynasty. Pac in his prime so I
Let you peep the legacy
[ishaQ]
Young kings only royalty is next to me
[Chronicle]
Just me and my compadres. Lifestyle on MGK
We da geatest, word to muhammad ali
Peace and love from the city and thats word from mahtma Ghandi
(IshaQ coughs)
[ishaQ]
Can I k** it now?
[Chronicle]
Get them Is
[ishaQ]:
As a youngin I was menacing
Now a gentleman
Flows intelligent
Ill beats Ill beats my bars be medicine
Power cuts in my city
Got the light like I am Edison
Sweet as cinnamon
Come along way from those m and ms
To 808s and eminem
Decadent competitive
Scenes of innocence
To 15 on my letterman
Big screen is where I'm heading next
With my deep flows
So here how it goes
Running 256 with my WOES you know how it goes
(hook)