Rearview

[Intro]
Yeah, I got my pedal to the metal
I'm doing lightspeed on ya’ll niggas man
Yeah let’s go

[Verse 1]
Full wreck mode, bars explode
Metaphors is fire, the dialect's cold
"Timbz Do Work" my cannon just got fired
On the road to riches the whip’s hotwired
Shots fired your right-hand man down
Probably should have told him to stand down
You on that punk shit I let the sket blow
That’s why I’m gon’ always get respect in the GHETTO
Fuck with ya boy-boy, be on the low-low
Slingin’ that (bloi-bloi) fleein’ the po-po
Spittin’ that cold crack, rippin’ the dope track
Flippin’ never slippin’ I be shittin’ you know that
Plus I keep a bad bitch lickin’ my cashews
Cinderella hoes tattoos with glass shoes
Go and cop the LP and see what the fuss ‘bout
Stacks in my jeans ‘bout to bust the fuck out

[Hook]
Nigga, I’m so far ahead of you, flying at the speed of light
Got a clear view you ain’t even in my rearview
Nigga, you ain’t even in my rearview
Another one bites the dust, ha-ha
So far ahead of you, flying at the speed of light
Got a clear view you ain’t even in my rearview
Nigga, you ain’t even in my rearview
Another one bites the dust, ha-ha

[Verse 2]
Fans throw their hands up when they turn my jam up screaming
CROWN HEIGHTS BROOKLYN IN THE HOUSE
Juxx is the man he rock, bitches let they panties drop
CAUSE THEY WANT THIS BLACK DICK UP IN THEY MOUTH
Mommy I’ll oblige you slide you to motizzy get so busy then it’s back to that dough grizzy
Is he thuggin’ is he really steady mobbin’?
Did he really run the streets hustlin’ and robbin’?
Fact is VIC Flair murder on the mic spit the hardest shit niggas ever heard of in they life
I been reppin’ since Kool G Rap and Kane and ‘em
Douggie Fresh, Dana Dane and ‘em
Entertaining ‘em, chalkline framin’ ‘em
Never gave a fuck about niggas talkin’ shit
I just punch you in your fuckin' mouth
You know the repertoire, my pedigree is untainted better than
Anything you ever done ain’t it

[Hook]
I’m so far ahead of you, flying at the speed of light
Got a clear view you ain’t even in my rearview
Nigga, you ain’t even in my rearview
Another one bites the dust, ha-ha

[Verse 3]
In them buck sixty burnin’ up the highway niggas better stay out my lane
One and the fast the furious you know shit is serious
Niggas need to step up they game
Listen, I see the world through the eyes of a killer
Juxx in this rap game tell me who’s realer
Slum lordian, bum studio recordian
Rhymin’ over accordion still sippin’ on 40’s and
That shit is trash heap
I wasn’t feelin’ it today and I damn sure didn’t like it last week
Go up to the radio you ain’t gettin' airplay
I pissed on your poster when I seen it in the stairway
This means war, I’m R.A.W
Ahood terrorist it’ll bring trouble to
Any rap artist, CEO or producer
Shorty wound up tight I bet I get her looser

[Hook]
I’m so far ahead of you, flying at the speed of light
Got a clear view you ain’t even in my rearview
Nigga, you ain’t even in my rearview
Another one bites the dust, ha-ha
So far ahead of you, flying at the speed of light
Got a clear view you ain’t even in my rearview
Nigga, you ain’t even in my rearview
Another one bites the dust, ha-ha