[verse: Isaiah Jeremiah]
Sharpton.. i gotta keep my pen sharp
k**ing f** n***as, please check the memoir
Get your bars up, get hard, like K. Hart
Please check the radar, bout to detonate
Blow up like boom, moonwalk til i gravitate
To another state, to another space
This the god flow, so i flow until heaven gates
Ord knows, i gotta come first like a f**ing race
All i need is ya energy
So f** your race
b**h i do it b. i. g. can't you see the g in me
Can't you tell i run my city…
So when you see RVA, that equal zay
From southside, to northside
From the east end to the west-end
The west end the best end
And i bet i put my best in
Keep a 16, that come extend
Chop you up like a fraction, dividend
Coming from the projects, wit objects
Like a pyrex, concrete dome call em crackheads
Like complex wit no concepts
Like comments wit no context
This rapping sh**, can't touch my sh**
I'm ready for war, i come equip
So stick to the scrip, or get hit wit a clip
Put a hole in your chest like a compact disc
And after this, leave a trial of empty bullets
In the bodies for the service, and bullsh**
& carrier for the pulpits
[pre-hook: Isaiah Jeremiah]
This is f**ing lit, this a f**ing hit
This sh** the sh**
Rolling thru the city from the westend
This is f**ing lit, this a f**ing hit
This sh** the sh**
Rolling thru the city from the Westend
[hook: Isaiah Jeremiah]
Broad street n***a
With a broad street bounce
Broad street n***a
With a broad street bounce
Broad street n***a
With a broad street bounce
Broad street n***a
With a broad street bounce
Broad street b**h
With a broad street bounce
Broad street b**h
With a broad street bounce
Broad street b**h
With a broad street bounce