[ Featuring Bat Boy Bankie ]
The purpose: the goal which one acts on
And I'm flying through your city like a full metal jacket
If It's war you know we gon let him have it
They ain't stepping, they too busy moving backwards
What I'm on, you would never understand it
Let 'em know
Let 'em know
Let 'em know
Let 'em know
Turn them niggas off, I cleansed the palate
We might have to move 'em off the bracket
We the only ones to get it cracking
We might turn the city to a palace
Heard em talking, I don't know what happened
I was way too busy, I was stacking
Been the realest, I was never acting
But my money fall slow it's dramatic
I get money, I made it a habit
Call it RTA, it's coming in rapid
Call it RTA, we bussing through traffic
Niggas thought I was jugging and trapping
But it's really percussion and rapping
It ain't discussion my touch is the magic
You should see what's about to come after
I'm bout to a rum pum pum pum to a Patek
And I'm flying through your city like a full metal jacket
If It's war you know we gon let him have it
They ain't stepping, they too busy moving backwards
What I'm on, you would never understand it
Let 'em know
Let 'em know
Let 'em know
Let 'em know
This don't feel-It just feel like you saying some nonsense that we won't remember three years from now. Make me remember... Cause I don't. Make me remember you nigga!
Like a full metal
Like a full metal
Like a full metal
Like a full metal
Like a full metal
Like a full metal
I wake up in the morning and I count my dough
I gotta keep it going, they moving too slow
Hottest thing smoking, that's why wanna roll
Up and down 90, treat my city like the coast
Who gon' do it? If it ain't me, then who?
Tell 'em the story, pain and glory, everything we been through
I knew I was leading when I started seeing em start to repeat my moves
But it's all cool, I'll give you my shades but you still can't see my views
Yes, take 'em to work
Yes, take 'em to work
Yes, take 'em to work
Seen so many faces on shirts
Take 'em to work
Yes, take 'em to work
Yes, take 'em to work
Yes, I'ma go get it in blues
As long as my Guardians guarding my heart I'ma always be ready to move
I come from a city where shit can get iffy, lil buddy gon keep him a tool
Yes, take 'em to work
Yeah, take 'em to school
Yes, family hurt
Still gotta cover the bruises
Yeah, came from the dirt, mama told me hold my head, it get worse
216 until I'm stuffed in a hearse
Demon in me, bitch I'm wicked and cursed
Ohio repping, disrespecting ya turf
You know we steppin, bitch I'm repping the 3rd
Kinsman county put your face on a shirt
Full metal jacket
