Chicken Little

[Verse: Jet Jaguar (AKA MF Grimm)]
Superstar Jet Jaguar, jig jugulars
Jabbing, stabbing knife-thrusting
Combust and dance, I hustle while
Feds tapping, bring noise like Savion
Set up shop, cash flow
Is avian, bloodline royalty, yes, blessed
Manhattan don, paper chase
Howl at paper moon
Pay-per-view, pay for me, pay for you
Pay the price. I take them all
To war and seize their territory
March to your death
Scream “Charge,” and meet your glory
Kingdom conquered
Subjects adore me
So no matter the distance
Foes put up little resistancе
They lost before I touch ‘еm
Lessons I teach ‘em
Someone should have told ‘em
So now I must tell ‘em
New and clear, up I tear ‘em
Get ‘em all, none I fear
Cowards turning in their tracks
Drop their weapons, and they flee
You will die, don’t you know?
Don’t be messing ‘round with me
Jet Jaguar the great
Slayer of many men in war
Future: I slay many more
Cook it up, got the block hot, flooded
With ready rock, they’re fiending
Doing anything for me
Addicted, so they’re scheming
The high is calling
The high is calling
Music is a drug, there’s no MF?
Then the sky is falling
Cook it up, got the block hot, flooded
With ready rock, they’re fiending
Doing anything for me
Addicted, so they’re scheming
The high is calling
The high is calling
Music is a drug, there’s no MF?
Then the sky is falling