As we enter, come the particular part of the biggest adventure
Must be dementia, that you ever thought you could touch our credentials
What's the addition?
QB, Jamrock, the lyrical official
Send out the order, laws and the rituals
Burn candles, say prayers, paint mirrors
It is truth, we big news, we hood heroes
So ask the anchor, we come to bunker
Gun or bad man, we not play really *
And I got the guns, I got the ganja
So we can blaze it up on your block if you wanna
Or haze it up, stash box in a hummer
Or you can run up and get done up
Or get something that you want none of
Unlimited amount to collect from us
Direct from us, sweet intellectuals
And I'm shrewd about decimals
And my man will speak patois
And I can speak rap star, y'all feel me
Even if it's in Swahili, Abadi Ghani
Missouri sauna, switch up the language, I move to Ghana
Salute and honor, real revolution rhymers
Written piranhas, like two Obamas
Unfold the drum
Word is out, hysteria you heard about
Nas and Gina gone, can't turn it out
Body diverses till they scream murder out
The king's is back, time to return the crown
Move on it, tuck your chain with you coming
Renegades there to peel your back like new hunters
Bet your Jews on it, you don't wanna lose on it
Either move on, or move on it
Queens to Kingston, gunshot we use
Ungovern the kingdom, rise up the Winston
I can see the fear up in your eyes
Realize you could die in a instant
And I can hear the sound of your voice
When you must lose your life like mice in the kitchen
Snitching, I can see him pissing on his self
And he wetting up his thighs and he trying to resist it
Switching, I can smell him digging up *
Like a flag on my own and he keep persisting
Switching, I can smell him digging up *
That's how you end up in the hit list
In our bad man business, no evidence
Rhymes in fingerprintless, flow effortless
Casual like the weekends, no pressure when
We're comfy and decent, we set this all beast in
Hunting season, and frankly speaking
Word is out, hysteria you heard about
Nas and Gina gone, can't turn it out
Body diverses till they scream murder out
The king's is back, time to return the crown
Move on it, tuck your chain with you coming
Renegades there to peel your back like new hunters
Bet your Jews on it, you don't wanna lose on it
Either move on, or move on it
Word is out, hysteria you heard about
Nas and Gina gone, can't turn it out
Body diverses till they scream murder out
The king's is back, time to return the crown
Move on it, tuck your chain with you coming
Renegades there to peel your back like new hunters
Bet your Jews on it, you don't wanna lose on it
Either move on, or move on it