[Intro: Ran Reed & Nick Wiz]
Time to bring it in correctly, niggas respect me
Uh, yeah
Droppin' bombs as usual, ain't nuttin' changed
Still, still rippin' shit, word up
Comin' correct for the new year
We make it hot down here
Word up
Ran Reed, Nick Wiz, Ran Reed, Nick Wiz
Uh, check it
[Verse: Ran Reed & Nick Wiz]
It's time to slap those jokers that be sleepin' on my rap flows
[?] chance, I'm about to tat those
Break your jaw, leave your track clothes
Now you speechless, toothless, tryna top this
That shit is useless
I thought you knew this but if not let me refresh you
Pop quiz, get your pens out, it's time to test you
Now what possess you to think that you can take the impact?
My impacts break 10 backs
Runnin' niggas over like OJ when he was rockin' cleat
I represent the Paterson streets on phat beats
Supplied by my man Wiz, it's nickel plated
We undefeated, you underrated
My man get your wind up before you end up
Gettin' bent up, born in hospital hemmed up
Got the nerve to think you was the best out
Frontin' hard with your chest out
Till you heard me rock now you stressed out
I got the swift shit, lyrical gift shit
Who you tryna riff wit, give me your crowd and I'ma rip shit
Ain't no stoppin' me, I'm on a move
Have a seat you can't rule, what the fuck you tryna prove?
I get more spin than rollerblades
Pops like Puerto Rican day parades
Yo it's the jack of all trades
Holdin' ace of spades with the king
Call me blackjack, boy you need a back smack
Tryna rock a rhyme on a wack track
You shoulda saw my man Nick first (what up?)
We terrorists, droppin' bombs on this sick earth
Blowin' spots with these mental type shots
'Causin blood clots givin' niggas wanted like a floor wash
So take heed 'cause Ran Reed ain't your average
Wanna be thug savage talkin' garbage
My skills is up the paw, you don't really wanna spawn Mr. Rap Star
I bring it you to like Bruce did to Jabbar
End game my deaf son
These body blows got you loosin' all your breath son
Anxiety attacks causin' stress
I guess you realize you ain't the best
Put to the test and all you got was a big F
I still got plans to make mills like Steph
[Outro: Ran Reed & Nick Wiz]
Ain't nobody stoppin' me, word up
Word up [?]
It's like that check it, check it
Uh
Bring it back, bring it back
Come out your battleships I'ma sink 'em, sink 'em...
