Rolling 50 Deep

And your next of kin

'Cause when we go to war, nigga

It's like a Mexican

I cut your ass up like carpaccio, nigga

Extra thin

Yo, I play with cold stoves so

Hot it'll break the Pyrex

Yellow and black Wu Nikes go

With the Pittsburgh Pirates

Frozen medallions, they come from Mesopotamia

The Sheikhs carry me in the

Streets out in Arabia

Tuna fish cans of black hash

Open caskets filled with rifles

And Das EFX' mask

Red moccasins, Emerald City is my metropolis

I dust rappers

I don't give a fuck what the topic is

You can never win, you're not us

Save your best niggas

Me, I'm just invincible plus

I get tough digit's

Used to smoke water and dust, hands clutched

Nigga 2-0-19 Range look like a bus, nigga

Mionetto, the Chef is on ill levels

Be the custom ill bezel, we get down

All the hills meddle

Real rebels that run through the real ghettos

Get money and chill, dollar

Bill rap gangsters, those my real fellows

Rambo rap, renegade rebel

40 cal ammo when they clap to spray devil

Bandana up if you double

Won't play your borough

Can't avoid George Floyd 'til

The case is settled baseless devils

Empty out and replace the metal

Face the treble, when it's bass

We raise the levels

Love it, get it and think nothing of it

Make amends then make it public

We ain't to fuck with

Rollin' 50 deep

Bloodhound hound dogs with sturdy teeth

The apex predator

Wolves huntin' a herd of sheep

Revolutionary philosopher with

Superb mystique

Curriculum of a college professor with

The urge to teach

Overrated, ungrateful parasite

Undeservin' leech

Shove the barrel right in your mouth

You don't deserve to speak

The Ku Klux Klan killer

Bury him in the Earth beneath

Drown him in gasoline

Light the fire and burn they sheets

Yeah, I'm a survivor, it's not a mystery

(Nah) even when you makin' the shot

It's still a miss to me (Yeah)

I'm CT fletcher, mixed with a little Mr t

(Uh, huh) you on The Shade Room just hoping

That you don't miss the tea (Haha)

Beam to your chest

I swear that I won't miss your T

Scream to the refs, "He flagrant

How could you miss the T?"

The fifth degree, I could flip your Vee

I call my stick Moses

I split your waves in half

Like he split the sea

Niggas don't want smoke, trust me

It's all talk

Mention one of my niggas again

And you'll taste salt

Blood in your mouth, nigga

Dick in your spouse, nigga

Just give me a reason to

Bring them things back out, nigga

It ain't 'bout a check, pussy nigga

Don't check for me

For disrespect, send a bullet respectfully

I put my niggas on

You know that we next to be

Runnin' this rap shit, it's WHMG

I wish a nigga would say hood in

The presence of a nigga that

Just don't give a fuck, you better level up

(Flash homie) put your bezel up

(Ay) ain't nothin change

It's forever (Ante up)

I come with the medal up (Aw shit)

Right in VIP is where we'll settle up

I need everything including the

Möet in the cup brooklyn, New York

(Legend) , pledging allegiance

Clowns that get out of bounds

And don't follow procedures

Ayo, you fucking with the overbite boss

I'll pull up on your block wavin' a torch

Leave a corpse on your porch

It's killas in the room

I smell Erykah Badu's incense when

Y'all niggas in the room

('Cause y'all pussy)

I will squeeze and clap (C'mon)

But I'll never discuss cheese with rats

(Nigga) i'm the pallbearer that'll throw

You in the ground

With that blocka blocka b-blocka

B-blocka blocka blaow!

From The Dirt be the commission

We ain't askin' for permission to hit 'em

While his children be with 'em, bag drops

Slide up and twist 'em

Thirsty for clout on your laptop

That's how you get finished

Homie was cappin'

Knocked him out of his fitted

Pick up the product and zip it (Zip)

You dyin' to be famous

I couldn't imagine it

Applying only torture

These niggas softer than fabric

Far from average, 357 on me

Knockin' Cam' Horse & Carriage shit

If I was you, that'd be embarrassin'

Told Slay if this rap don't pop

Fuck selling drops

I be back up on that old shit

Masks and gloves on like

I'm tryna dodge COVID

I'm making coats fresh like aerobics

Over the stove with

The burner on like I'm Emeril Lagasse

Streets sweep you off your feet

Like Drake on Degrassi

You gon' need a colostomy bag

If you tryna stop mine came with drums on it

Bigger than Loretta Devine

With a shot better than Steph and

LeBron, I'm on my grind, bitch

Pass the baton

I'm rap crack packed in a bong

One immaculate blast and you gone

My craft is beyond mastered

It's blasphemy having me on a song

For less than three 16's like

A chapter from John

Rappers get laid off when I'm working

Man, I ain't even have to concentrate to

Get this 8 off like a German

That's light work

I can rap last or rhyme first

Pick ya poison, I'm poised

They picking my verse

See the dirtiest of the dirtiest

The godfather

Still'll jack you with no gun

Choke you with your car charger

Slay hit me up on the gram and said, "Damn

You don't even need a buzz to

Be gettin' love from your fans"

I said it's a difference between

A fan and a follower

These niggas went from dick-lickin'

To being straight swallowers

Follow or see a trend and then follow

That's a no hand

Niggas wanna be like Chicago

Scared to death to go there (Yeah! Yeah)

Uh, throw the V's up for victory

GOAT when they mention me, dope era history

Gettin' violated, annihilated

I only do Sanaa Lathan

Fire Satan, God body, I got the choir hatin'

Rich and rude, plus my lifestyle is ravishing

Laying wood on your wife

I swear it's a cabinet

Oakland inhabitant, lifestyle extravagant

Me going broke? Yeah right

Couldn't imagine it

Fuck the system, it's a premise

These visions mentally different

Never be victims, equity grippin'

Melodies is meant to be different

Remember the rhythm

Marches when we melanin pigment

Embedded and gifted, we said it and did it

Raise a power fist

24/7 just look where I was at

They fueled by cowardice and called us

Powerless and proud of it sucka shit

We gon' keep the Hubble like a mothership

Nah, we went from raised up kings and

Queens just like our mothers did

Allow me to do what I do best

Then while you rest on my chest

There's a huge S

Niggas that's talkin' that real shit

Only a few left, but not a huge threat

Send shots at a Flint nigga

What they send back, you gon' need two vests

So, please stay off my dick 'less

You got a fat ass and two huge breasts

I been to hell and back and I

Fucked the devil in a blue dress

Give me the motive, they know I'ma show up

And feelin' me make 'em like you less

In this industry, all I see is pussies and

Dickheads like group sex

They waitin' for what I'ma do next

And I'm lookin' around like who's next

Connor

Hit 'em in the body like a millimeter

With about a minute for the rhythm

A lobotomy

If anybody pull it when they wanna

Get up in the middle of the way I do

I'm never givin' an apology

Oughta be up in the talk

I'm one of the better veterans

Who murderin' and get up on the beat

And be the one up in the middle

Of the battle and I'm ready

For the war, I be the one and when I do it

They retreat

With the feelin' of a breeze of a Great Lake

Automatic and it's cinematic when

I'm in the attic

And they get erratic on the bass

Put 'em in a little bit of panic

And I make 'em wanna vacate

Kay Slay just made a way

To make it not stay safe when I lay eight

It's like I lay tape

Like I'm Biggie, the late great, Twista

Fuck all the lyrical shit, bitch

I'm a game spitter

And I tried to told you that I got bars

(Like what?) just like a phone charge

Comin' up out of the slum

The gut of the beast (The gut of the beast)

I don't need no iron, I'm already creased

(Already creased) immune to violence

(Violence) ambulance and police (Police)

Gotta keep your silence

(Silence) out here in the streets (Streets)

Rappers don't rap like me

I don't rap like them (Rap like them)

I'll pull your card just like a SIM

(Like a SIM, biatch)

You know where I be, drinkin' in the lobby

Smokin' on gelati

Slidin' off with a thottie (Huh?)

Stomach on a gate

Made a quick stop to Haji's (Yo)

Walk in any club in New York with no ID

Shorty think 'cause her ass fat

She could line me i'm like a dead end

You can't get nothing by me (Stop it)

I'm Nino Man, I keep shooters behind me

They knew how I was comin'

Already when 'Kiss signed me

Y'all Johnny come lately, I was on time

On the road like white lines

Readin' all signs

Cleanin' off knives after tallyin'

What was taken

Your man got pinched, my man with him

He said he breakin'

Said he came out the gate

Strong but now he waverin'

Said the G's fadin' him 'cause

He wouldn't put paint in

My name strongest spot you could put a leg in

Fact rap shooter

You know that I stay wavin'

It's Mysonne! Welcome to the revolution

This is gon' be televised

Coward dies a thousand deaths

Real nigga never dies

I had to memorize the rules of the game

I learned from the fools and

Got jewels from the lames

Refuse to entertain you sucker niggas on IG

I'm outside every day, nigga, find me

See, you can try me, just don't 6-9 me

Realest nigga alive is how you define me

Blatant with my right hand

Sneaky my left hook

All my peers know my gear stuck on Westbrook

You claim to be the greatest

All over the sport but all I see is a nigga

Shakin' while holdin' the torch

Proceed, go 'head, try to take the lead

And then tell us how it feels not to succeed

Up to par and up to speed

You already know my body

How many more bars do you niggas need?

Get shot in broad day fuckin' 'round in LA

Home of the gang bang where

We let our nuts hang

Peel your motherfuckin' cap

I put the city on the map

Crackhouse in '92 is what new

Niggas call a trap

I'ma keep it gangsta 'til they put

Me in the fuckin' dirt

Cali keeps it grimy cuz

Texacos gettin' work

'Berg nigga, hair trigger, West Coast

Hell most khakis, chucks, low-riding

White tee's and homicides

This lightning, son of a tee

Prevalent Hebrew

Kryptonian, only trip on niggas I see through

Born sinner, habitually illuminative behavior

I don't fuck with your savior if

He ain't lookin' like we do nigga vegan

But I still enjoy beefin' with pigs

Not a Corleone

A Luca Brasi could sleep with the fish

Send 'em somethin' sleazy so

I could teach you

That I could reach you and how we

Do that hog meat real greasy

Uh, Slay told me to get the weaponry

So I wrote the verse before

He got finished textin' me

A spliff, and in about 60 seconds

I've written destiny i'm glowin', nigga

Lamont Coleman been sittin' next to me

Yeah, rapper remarkably, savage authority

Clappin' the Smith &, Daryl Dixon

Look like I'm practicin' archery

The walking dead

Tell every rapper that spar with me

Cooler than Billy Dee with

The cigar in Mahogany

Fuck your favorite rapper, bitch

I'm not a actor

It's games and laughter towards

Pains and pastors

The aftermath for the matter with

Fo'-five will make 'em scatter

It's like a Now or Later

You prefer the latter

What's understood is overstood

You could be a bitch and a

Snitch and still rep the hood

Your bars are no good, we don't trust you

Not you, not one biff, you government

It's Gordo!

Speak up, you don't understand still?

The heat up, I bet you understand steel

Get you beat up or put you in a standstill

It's rush hour and traffic's

At a standstill

Slay know I'm mad I missed his album (Facts)

But I don't play, like math

The kid's a problem (Uh, huh)

Different kind of caliber of problem (What?)

And my whips look like algebra problems

Loaded Lux

I got a page for each chapter, Slay

You on your job

Unc', you raisin' up the bar

(What?) It's beats and rappers

We gon' have to build, niggas got talents

But they soundin' off balance, man

You ain't even kill

Youngin in the sports, it's not a loss

But all that Tommy got Hilfiger

He wasn't cut from this cloth

But who's the judge the way

They threw him the book?

It seem kinda fishy the way

You got off the hook

I'm jaded

Drunk in the whip playin' Jadakiss

Nah, I ain't worried 'bout

Will and Jada biz you should get with me

Mayweather with victories

Ice Tiffany like crystally, tight symmetry

Flights to Italy and Congo

Hit 'em with the calm flow

Mamis follow everywhere the Don goes

Plush condos, ice in the wing like Rondo's

Million dollar convos, we on those

A lotta clowns in the game

They mama should've aborted 'em

Snitch and come home

Y'all people still supportin' them

I'm Makaveli trained

Testament of his tutelage

Really had to be outside

You couldn't Google it

If Noble Outlaw known to spit the truest shit

Over twenty years in this game

Still doin' it

Thugger peace, Kadafi, Fatal Hussein

Shout outs to Kay Slay and EDI Mean

We on a mission

Thieves in the tab but we get 'em

No more playin' the victim

We gon' spray 'em and split 'em

Kay Slay say "Hi!"t 'em, so we did 'em

It's done black and brown in this bitch

And we all for one better be cautious, son

'cause the time is now

Look, no more talk, where the riders now?

We ain't even tryna hide it

We ain't hard to find

And I ain't got shit for a

Bitch but a hard time

Yeah, picture me sacrificin' integrity

(Yeah) picture me gassin' the gaslighters

I prophetically foreshadow the shallow

Ended the pool you spoke from

If you believe in idols

What happens when you invoke one?

Utter insanity

The first rapper to take me out of

Context can expect a fuckin' calamity

This is much deeper than

Music or surface vanity

A soundtrack to bounce back

You understandin' me?

The hustler, I supply smokers

But eventually I'm tryna get a

B like my guy Hova

I got this chick 'bout to drive over

She bisexual

But take the whole pole 'cause she bipolar

Look, she got some amazing puss'

So I'm shootin' my shot

But not what Tory did to Megan foot

They shootin', brrat, I made you look

So they can see how afraid you look, facts

They gon' miss me when I'm all gone

Tell 'em bury me with legends

And the drug lords

Next to ST, put me with Dimissio

At my wake, all my bitches in a different row

Gotta stop rappin' 'bout dyin'

Let me switch it up

Keys to the Lamb' truck

They gon' see me act up

Love a bitch who got lip

Fillers and her ass done

Cap, what? Nigga, who? We about that action

Cedar or don, milk crate, G's in the pond

Hold the dice, NYPD alarm, need to be calm

Nothin' but gunshots, kids need to be home

Block so hot, the fire hydrant need to be on

(Harlem)

The fiends buy it, have 'em for days wired

Servin' out the Hyatt

Wantin' to be Dave Hyatt

Countin' at the table

The weed and the cigs fired

I'm out of town

Trunk full of ki's and the plate expired

Have me checkin' your chest, no backgammon

The MAC blammin'

This rag hammer get too fly

You get crash landed

I slap fam for wackness

Slackin' their trash fam

Train y'all bitches

No smashin' in the mass transit (Pause)

B-b-b-boss, look at the scars on this hymn

Couldn't hear 'em with bars

I'm the concrete jungle gym

Shinin' through this wildlife, Jungle Jim

Named my Glock 19-COVID

Got y'all up on punishment

Certain suckas used to be homies

Know you put 'em in chalk

When they see you try to walk the

Other direction and play it off

But I be clean up out that rental with

That flame comin' cleaner than a AR

Them suckas know I kill, rush

I'ma spray y'all buck buck, blow blow

Thought I was a lame, I brought the pain

What ya think now? Know that I'm a king

What you should've did was bow

Papoose, let loose

Put them bitches in the ground

Ain't no arguments, yo

You know I spit the hardest

As far as this rap thing, toured continents

Been a monster since I stepped on the scene

'Fore this rap game in the

Zone slingin' to fiends

Chrome thing in my jeans, diamonds dancin'

Flawless, lookin' clean

Porsche truck lookin' mean

I'm lawless, I like to floss in Europeans

Gruff stay on his deen

Stay chasin' the green

This that heat rock, the way the beat knock

Came a long way from movin' sheet rock

Not a CL Smooth and I feel like Pete Rock

The way I be paranoid, I keep the heat cocked

When you the plug, you don't even get to eat

Phone clickin' every minute

I rarely miss a beat my weed plug is Asian

I keep the thugs blazin'

Before I let the waves spin

I rock braids then

I don't give a fuck about niggas

That ain't on my side

I don't care who they kill

Long as none of my niggas die

Violate the gang

Somebody catchin' the head shot

We ain't rattin'

We gon' beat whatever cases the Feds got

Fuck mainstream, in the streets I'm relevant

This for my niggas that been locked

Up since Bush was the president

You gon' die broke and

Kids growin' up poor, nigga

Your baby mom is regrettin'

Fuckin' you raw, nigga

Bring your crew, they could visit the fish

'Cause them niggas'll get wet for shorts

Like a midget just pissed

You shoot like you got permission to miss

You wouldn't clap nickels by a fountain

With yo' bitch in a wish

I don't ballroom brawl

Fuck a kick and a fist

When I wrestled the bulldog

Threw my wrist in a twist when we was kids

They let us pick the shit up for kicks

But my nigga just caught a trip

For a stick and a brick, nigga

I'm quittin' quarantine on all tracks

Fall back

I'm so all that, I got a mask on my ballsack

(Rrah) even my microphone coughin'

Fiend snitchin'

Too vicious while kissin' more bad

Bitches than Richard Dawson (Rah)

Family Feud, calamity due

Your dog, I stand with any man

I hand 'em a can of dog food (Rrah)

So call me black Santa Claus

I put mistletoe on my drawers so

Fake rappers can suck me off

Yo soy capitán, yo no soy marinero

Meaning if we was a 10, I'd be the 1

You'd be the 0

And no, I'm not the GOAT, motherfucker

I'm the hero

Shapiro, dinero, I'm the Alpha

You're the Romero

I blaze trails like I'm Melo in Portland

I ain't rich out this bitch

I'm no Palmer Cortlandt

No mansion, no yachts, and no fleet of cars

But I'm a beast on this mic

You couldn't find sweeter bars

King Truth play in the city

I'm the recruiter game time

Steppin' away and you'll meet a shooter

Real streets send 'em a message, no computer

Hit the block

I leave niggas missin' like it's Bermuda

Air where them niggas was

Fightin' and pitchin' crack

Any day I could send you a coroner

Get you packed

Never worry about the nigga who talkin'

He in an act asshole, get your whole house

Flipped when I react

If the sun don't shine forever

I got 30 in this bitch with a beam

I'll 9 whoever

Get your mask shot off your face, nigga

Social distancin'

But I still will spank niggas

Ayo, Slay, they ain't like that

The chopper causin' massacres

Shake the whip

Had these niggas crawlin' over passengers

That citizen app get to goin' off

Latex gloves for the drill

Niggas butter soft

45th, I'm a shooter

Niggas know I shoot shit

Pull up, we gon' make it hot

We ain't on that cool shit

Greasy, nuisance, easy, ruthless

Hit 'em 'cause I'm wild then I'm out

Deuces

Come to 9G, I keep a pair, that's pitty pack

I don't rock designers, but I'll line ya

That's a Fendi fact

I'm from where if niggas see

Your chain, they like, "Give me that"

But if you say my name

You might get it back, mob Ties

Reach is on, FEMA bones, speakers on

Nia Long

Lears flown, Aaliyah's home, features on

King of throne

Trippie Redd exterior, seat is on hematom'

Rims gleamin' chrome

Whip leanin' on adrenochrome

Peons tryna reach me, I'm science

My seeds travel for eons

Through Keedron Bryant

Me and 'Preem and Obama just

Sippin' Pino in yarmulkes

Lickin' cream off of models

With Miss Marina Abramovich

I don't sympathize for wack

Hoes and goofy guys

Seen niggas die over rap woes and pussy pride

'Cause Snoopy cried or 'cause Pookie lied

Y'all watch the mag blow and I'll watch

Both your eyes do the Toosie Slide