[Intro: Reverse Live & *sample*]
I'm just gon’ let it ride
I'll get- I'll do- you know, I’ll get some intro shit right now
"Cemetery Chips"
[Chorus: Reverse Live & Esem]
I just might, run 'em down for the love of the chase
Just might, [?] folks in my way
Just might, catch a case if you lames out of place
Just might, grab a case take it straight to the face
I just might, run 'em down for the love of the chase
Just might, [?] folks in my way
Just might, catch a case if you lames out of place
Just might, grab a case, take it straight to the face
[Verse 1: Reverse Live]
Weed stashed in the Goyard bag
I'm the fat Terry Bogard strapped in the raspberry Ghost
Top shelf'll be leaking out the lungs of the unsung hero till the hash mesh smoked on the park bench
Hand through a wall, making sure that I still feel shit
Company be folks that I promise will kill shit
Bring 'em 'round here and we'll see how real real gets
Peel wigs back for the sport and the rush
Get the core from the plug, leave you dorks in the dust
Last call when I kick down the door on you fucks
Who the drug [?] kicking rocks at a lost pet
Bit ’86 for more spots that you rock at
Trick up yo’ sleeve get you popped in the top hat
Magic ain't real, you’ll get dropped where you talk at
Bitch in my lap, crushing dames the first night
Catching top from the block while I'm playing third strike
Y'all stay losing, fuck what y'all do it’s
Big news when I jumped off that porch like the Stoop Kid
[Pre-Chorus: Reverse Live]
Gang till I can't see straight
Throw hands till I hear them sirens
Tears running down my face
Gods cry when the sky is falling
[Chorus: Reverse Live & Esem]
I just might, run 'em down for the love of the chase
Just might, [?] folks in my way
Just might, catch a case if you lames out of place
Just might, grab a case, take it straight to the face
I just might, run 'em down for the love of the chase
Just might, [?] folks in my way
Just might, catch a case if you lames out of place
Just might, grab a case, take it straight to the face
[Verse 2: Esem]
This is not what you expected
Raw raps and all that, there's not a hidden message
Tossing back tallkids, I'm sloppy in a session
I only stay until they serving continental breakfast
Esem, young piece of shit with a big heart
Catch me burnt out in the street like some skid marks
I live far away, just tryna make it back home
Shout out to them 20 bucks I found up in the back rows
Fatso, sweat got me wet, I need a bathrobe
Right after a bath, tho'
Shorty on my lap go, "Do you want some 'gnac?"
No...well, I took a bump, but it was trash, tho'
Forget drugs, get drunker than a frat party
Stay anxious, but I act calmly
Medication, yeah the past got me fixed bought it with the little bit of cash on me, crash hardly
No sleep, feeling like a damn zombie
[Pre-Chorus: Reverse Live]
Gang till I can't see straight
Throw hands till I hear them sirens
Tears running down my face
Gods cry when the sky is falling
[Chorus: Reverse Live & Esem]
I just might, run 'em down for the love of the chase
Just might, [?] folks in my way
Just might, catch a case if you lames out of place
Just might, grab a case take it straight to the face
I just might, run 'em down for the love of the chase
Just might, [?] folks in my way
Just might, catch a case if you lames out of place
Just might, grab a case take it straight to the face
[Outro: Reverse Live, Esem, & *sample*]
Folks in my way
Straight to the face
But I can't see straight, lames out of place
Esem in it, Fresh Coast in it
Straight to the face
But I can't see straight, lames out of place
"Back to get some mo' chips"
