[Chorus: Miss R Lee]
You ain't on no level ahead of me
No attack that you're sending could ever end in the end of me
Yeah, that's why I'm friends with the enemy, fuck the peace and serenity
This is end in the en-
Tell 'em if I made a promise, I'm on it
I don't care if you don't- on this, sleep on it
I'm never gassed up, get my back up
Everybody for backup, not a steamer, I'm a scrapper, let-

[Verse 1: Royce Da 5'9"]
Dealin wit' all of the pitfall' from the strugglin'
Thеy killin' the lawlessness and flaws from thе government
They did all the ballin' that was caused from the stubbornness
When I done bought up all of the cars and the Cullinans
You spittin' them air-quote raps
You n***as is my kids, you in my shadow like my beard when my hair grow back
Grah, I got my people to grieve
I got white people to please
That's my cerebral disease
So I just run 'way, which is the piece of the cheese?
But know real money's made until real peace of the G's
I went on tours for it
Wrote verses, chords for it, stayed at the Waldorf
Grah, I learned peace is earned, ain't no guarantees
Speakin' of peace, I went to war for it, ahh
Shortee Blitz, boy
[Chorus: Miss R Lee]
You ain't on no level ahead of me
No attack that you're sending could ever end in the end of me
Yeah, that's why I'm friends with the enemy, fuck the peace and serenity
This is end in the en-
Tell 'em if I made a promise, I'm on it
I don't care if you don't- on this, sleep on it
I'm never gassed up, get my back up
Everybody for backup, not a steamer, I'm a scrapper, let-

[Verse 2: Durrty Goodz]
Put this on everything that I live for, put this on everything that I love
That's my mama, my wifey, my daughters, my n***a, don't think that you're fuckin' me, must is the family trust
And we don't allow the cowards to come around, I send subliminal bluffs
I'm loaded, I'll spray your [?] and it's bust
On God, they won't catch me off guard, I've been blessed by the Lord
I've been tested by Satan's sons and I kicked the Devil in his test of cards
Caught all of the Trojan few and [?] that crib with an ocean view
Act like I won't run up in your shoe you and blow me thang in yo vocal booth
This sound like I got a sinus cause my flows be frozen from when I was a yew
This story repeats itself so they keep rewindin' me when they want the truth
Cause this is that original Hebrew spit, these n***as keep makin' excuses
And every time they rap on a mic, I think it's real, nah n***a, don't be stupid
Call man if I told them that my boy lied, they could never [?]
Forty fund a gram, eight-oh zero gas, though I'm shootin' stars out a video car
N-N-None could put a value on what we know is art
I'll fill them with a two-two just like Noah's Ark where-
[Chorus: Miss R Lee]
You ain't on no level ahead of me
No attack that you're sending could ever end in the end of me
Yeah, that's why I'm friends with the enemy, fuck the peace and serenity
This is end in the en-
Tell 'em if I made a promise, I'm on it
I don't care if you don't- on this, sleep on it
I'm never gassed up, get my back up
Everybody for backup, not a steamer, I'm a scrapper, let-