I swing boomerangs and murder air attacks. Blow out busted internet, access info out your back. Clip cut you off, I'm too advanced for your little cause.
Keys open doors, keys open doors. Keys open doors, keys, keys open doors. . Make ya skin crawl, press one button, let the wind fall. Who gon' stop us? Fuck the coppers, the mind of a kilo shopper.
[Chamillionaire - Talking]. We still here, ain't goin' no where. SwishaHouse. . [Chamillionaire]. -Listen. Man Chamill, that nigga still handlin' steel.
[intro: buddha monk]. Hahahaahahahahahahahahaha. Once again it's the God buddha monk. Representin the zu. 1-1-2, 4-4-1 franklin av.. Peace to all my niggaz.
Into town ride the Knights of Gold. Killed 90 men or I've been told. Heard that they all sold their souls. They'll freeze you 'cause their heart's so cold.
Once about a time there was a kid. Who didn't have a bicycle or a car that skid. Only thing he had was pat and turner. He didn't know the future but the lesson to learn-ah.