OPPS

[Intro: TheRealJTW]
Opps on the street
(no)
Opps on this beat
(no)
Opps you can't see
(no)
Opps you can eat
(woah)
Opps you defeat come back to life like a feat
Miracle of god, lighting rod to your feet
Opps get back dont retreat
Bitch made shit so go off and leave
Just fall back like a leaf
But come running back to the sound of heartbeat

[Verse 1: TheRealJTW]
Run up with glicks, Glocks, clips, or big cocks
Time running out, this shit bad like tick tock
Quick walk
Would you like to walk the plank?
How'd you like death? Would you like it plain?
Hop off the plane?
(no)
Hop off the train?
(no)
Hop off that chair make it kind of blue like Coltrane?
(Miles Davis?)
Play that shit like a trumpet
Brass won't save you from that shit
(you gon' crumble)
Just play it cool you trip you gon' stumble
Into your casket your last breath you're humbled

[Chorus: TheRealJTW]
Opps on the street
(no)
Opps on this beat
(no)
Opps on the street
(no)
Opps on this beat
(no)
Opps you can't see
(no)
Opps you can eat
(woah)
Opps you can't see
(no)
Opps you can eat
(woah)
Opps on the street
(no)
Opps on this beat
(no)
Opps you can't see
(no)
Opps you can eat
(woah)

[Outro: TheRealJTW]
Opps on this shit like a family gathering
Gathering this shit like magic it's happening
Happening with bricks and happening with blicks
And run up with big ass glicks it's a trap thing
Phantom on this shit like it's maddening
Rambling
On the track it's a mad thing
Opps scared me white so I fight with some mad rings
Running so fast like sonic from bad dreams