Artist: DJ EFN f/ Killer Mike, KXNG Crooked (Crooked I), Webbz Album: Another Time Song: If U Run Typed by: Gemini_20502K@Yahoo.com, Cedmaster3K [Intro: Killer Mike] Praises to the most high, down to the devil Let’s go! [Verse One: Killer Mike] Sit high as I ride on rhymes Every line's like life on line (Like life on line) So every time I sit write rhymes I write rhymes like life on line ‘cause my life on line And since life's on line when I write these rhymes It's no time for lyin (no time for lyin) So allow me to humbly chime That when I write rhymes I don't write, man I just rhyme ‘Cause the rhymes come out my mind, defined by divine design And now's my time, mostly talkin to myself When people think I'm out my mind, out my mind ‘Cause it's in my heart, there lives my art Like Joan of Arc, I'll be a martyr, like they marked her My only faulter, I didn't alter When I leave I see a flyin saucer Before I sleep, read the works of Chaucer Pretty young stripper girl I up cost her We make love, then sip on cough syrup Shouts out to my wife and our mistress Gifts you get when you are gifted Bold and daring like Keith Haring Crack is wack, now crack is back ‘Cause every time I flip a word It's somethin like I'm flippin on a bird I got the whole hood grippin a pack And every fiend with a rock and niggas flip pocket got attacked That'll send his ass to cardiac And that is a fact, stuntin like you Hollywood Africans That walk around, don't know how to act, don't know how to act Jean Michel Basquiat that you are not Just a bitin nigga that went pop, that went pop You just a bitin nigga that went pop, that went pop You ain't no Biggie or Pac (Biggie or Pac) [Chorus: Webbz] From the era where your pen game real, givin niggas that Scorsese feel Welcome to the jungle Titans of the game your small remain humble From the era where your pen game real, givin niggas that Scorsese feel Welcome to the jungle Titans of the game your small remain humble [Verse Two: Webbz] Passion of Christ with the passion of Pac (Uh!) Surveillance on every ave, every block (Uh!) Big brother, hoverin above (Damn) Kids catchin bodies leavin prints no gloves (Fucked up) Cashin in on every inmate Tryin to stay focused I gotta keep my pen straight Fuck a federal vacation at Penn State We got no plane ‘cause we get weight (Uh!) Most blind to the signs of the times Tryin to elevate minds with the lines in my rhymes (Uh huh!) Chuck D with a little Pusha T (Uh!) Against all odds, nigga what it's gon' be? I'm tryin to see what Marshall saw Pray it all happen 'fore martial law One life to live and the time's steady tickin' The people want more so the nine's steady lickin' Educated street nigga, heavy kush roller The government a virus like ebola YEAH! Either you a bitch or a soldier! [Chorus: Webbz] From the era where your pen game real, givin niggas that Scorsese feel Welcome to the jungle Titans of the game your small remain humble From the era where your pen game real, givin niggas that Scorsese feel Welcome to the jungle Titans of the game your small remain humble [Verse Three: KXNG Crooked] This is what I put my heart in Livin' life behind bars, no pardon Go ahead and act hard then I've been gettin' Adam and at 'em since Eve was in the garden The flow about to hit you up Split you up, the coroner will pick you up Yeah, I'm livin' like a pair of virgin twins Attached to each other, I don't give two fucks Nah, nah, cause y'all wild as shit You rappers sound like a pile of shit! Now fucked the pile of shit And then gave birth to a pile of shit - you pile of shit~! (Hahahah!) But I'm the chief rocker that keep vodka The heat cocker, rock a beat proper The boy colder than a meat locker The street chopper, it sound like a beat boxer (ta-tap ta-taw!) Enemies stay steppin' When they meet a weapon, they gon' see their reverend And then they see the gates of Heaven, it's 187 Me and DJ EFN, we stay reppin' [Chorus: Webbz] From the era where your pen game real, givin niggas that Scorsese feel Welcome to the jungle Titans of the game your small remain humble From the era where your pen game real, givin niggas that Scorsese feel Welcome to the jungle Titans of the game your small remain humble