[Intro]
To the Batmobile, let's go!
One, two, three, four, hit it!
[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]
Yo, spit the word like a minister, snatch every listener
What is the city of Gotham with no commissioner
Batman, with more ice than a cooler
Poltergeist [?] than night, with 2 Rugers
Keep a [?] fresh shooters around the kid all day
Shark banging in my jeans like I bit all day
You can see it in my veins, I strangle the game with big hands [?]
When I blow like a bitch band
I'm catastrophic, writing the back of your eyes sockets
Your optic nerve is blurred and my words pop, they clocking
With more bricks than an igloo
Rising stacks with more kicks than a kangaroo
Chilling, I rest well in the big covers
My rug sky blue and yellow like a [?] nugget
[?]with metaphoric
Beating the eyes of the odds [?] and the frauds of my better bars
Supreme glory, right in front of a mean jury
Spitting clean, I can...just to reassure me
That I'm the truth and the street just selling [?]
Lock your doors from me, I'ma come through the roof
[Hook: Ghostface Killah]
You can never come around us
Could never try to come and hound us
With your silly games
Rubbers running up in [?]
Them niggas over there is jealous, I ain't saying no names
We ain't gonna take your bullshit
We heard that you gonna kill shit, all before
(Fake-ass niggas is fronting, word up)
We drop these verse often
We keep the people wanting more and more
[Verse 2: Sheek Louch]
I'm gonna tell you
Hey all the rapper the chemistry, the god, the identity
The energy down, down the best in the vicinity
Stick up kid, look what you done did, I get rid of these niggas
Wipe the crib with these niggas
Gonna smoke out the Ruger [?] weed in it, not tenant
You can see who's in it...feeling like I'm bout to break dance
Lucky I'm 2 hearts, I ain't even gonna try
[?] weak put out [?] they waiting for the album
They know it's going down
I told chef to get ready put the Louie apron on
[?] pull out his lyrical machete
Why not? I'm hot in the street right now
Fuck what you heard, the god tryna eat right now
[Hook: Ghostface Killah]
You can never come around us
Could never try to come and hound us
With your silly games
Rubbers running up in [?]
Them niggas over there is jealous, I ain't saying no names
We ain't gonna take your bullshit
We heard that you gonna kill shit, all before
(Fake-ass niggas is fronting, word up)
We drop these verse often
We keep the people wanting more and more