Crime Stop

[Verse 1]
Miss Mary Mack in the all black
Lookin’ like Death’s on your heels, better fall back
Comin’ with that 1-2-Ready-Set
Microphone-killer, smash shit like I’m heavy-set
(Woop woop) That’s the sound of the beast
Too many Indians and not enough Chiefs…
And I still hold a piece in a two-piece
Sippin’ cocktails on the beach
Yo they frontin’, we bumpin’
If they comin’ we gunnin’
After all they kinfolk, yo, they better off runnin’
In the other direction, while they duckin’ and coverin’
Up their pretty little heads ‘causе I leave ‘em with nothin’
I’m a bully with a fully up in thе sandbox
You be silly fo’ really for not fuckin’ with the Rock
Yo, Billy, it’s done dilly, go dig him a hole
And bag ‘em up, tag ‘em toes up
Killin’ you hoes

[Chorus]
Run, run yeah we got ‘em on the run
Bad man down, gwan pull out ya gun
(Repeat)

[Verse 2]
Steel trap in the snatch for you dickheads
Been there, did that….who cares?
Bulletproof, I’m the whole truth
So help me God, who is you?
Stay outta the booth
Battered and bruised, like what the fuck happened to you?
Got these counselors thinkin’ domestic abuse
Double R, rhyming double-y harder than you
Lookin’ in the mirror, nobody topplin’ you
Some of them, some of them better quit right now
‘Cause I’m bout rain hot fire and brimstone now
Fuck a freshman, stuff his ass in a gym locker
And you Super-Seniors try to stop whinin’ like chihuahuas
Filipino-Americana, no primadonna
I’m your favorite rapper’s favorite rappin’ baby mama
I can take it, I love it ‘cause I’m harder than ever
While you dumb broads flip your ponytails like “what-ever”

[Repeat Chorus]