Let me get out of here Sick of dumplings, still driving, yeah It's too easy, if I get out of here, everyone's gonna change their clothes I'm looking for nails to disappear Boys, raise our voices Waited long enough, it's been 15 years Bitch, what? Feel the mind, I'm with the life of the bus All the uninterested people who used to be drunk Now they all talk, talk, talk All the people who used to pretend are now bowing their heads Dummy schedule, my schedule is right I can't even answer my phone call I pretend to speak English, but if I get caught, I'll get in trouble Yeah, throw it right now, yo We don't play games, we just fly Rappers play by themselves We be the Reds, you be RAT Bitch Quit acting like you came up from the slums Your fake gold necklace looking hella dumb 1300, vertical rise, on your TV You can't rap, you can't mix, you think you can't do it Go home and wipe your plate You won't be able to do it anyway, why do you keep getting into it? It's a habit of yours These punks, these punks They all run around here every day Even if you spit out 100 days of spit, you'll never be able to do it, so stay, stay Hurry up and go to the bench, you're not on the same level as us Experience is everything, so you need fashion, you're a terrorist Now I understand, maybe you should call an ambulance Run quickly, look at that siren I got my whole team with me, all team with me You can't do nothing, you can't even beat me alone You're a distant star, you're like a star in front of me You're just a cannon, you're just a load That's all for you, oh oh oh Get rid of your beliefs, you're a villager rapper I won't let a fool like you on my side If you're here, you're a child If you're here, I'm your brother This is our team, I'm the leader, aka This is fashion, I'm the leader, aka What do we do, it's discharge What kind of taser gun is this, JuJu? Do it manual Can you just go down? Just wait a little, I'll make you follow me from behind, see-ya I love you, see-ya I love you, A.C.E Boom, boom, I don't have that pretty gun What the hell did you do, tell me I want you to be quiet Don't hang up Boom, boom, I don't have that pretty gun What the hell did you do, tell me I want you to be quiet Don't hang up