[Intro]
Aw
City, City, could you hurry up?
He 5'6", 163
How big can he possibly be, huh?
I ain't even gon' worry 'bout him, I know you gon' get him
I ain't even gon' trip off of him, you know what I'm sayin'?
You get the coupe, I'ma push the coupe, you know what I'm sayin'?
We'll see what happens in the end
[Verse 1: City Spud]
Before the nigga mention my name, I let him know the deal
I'm the nigga, same nigga thought was a lame nigga (Uh-huh)
Now I push a Range, nigga (Uh-huh), you know the name, nigga (Uh-huh)
Peep the Iceberg jeans, the ice chain, nigga (What?)
And if I got beef, I let the whole world know it (Come on)
So if you got beef, let the whole world know it (Yeah)
One, take it to the streets, let the whole world know it
Here's the chance for your big career (Here's the chance), don't blow it
Or get it blown from the top gun, nigga
I ain't finished talkin' 'bout it 'til your top gone, nigga (Uh)
Dissin' my crew, you catch hot ones (Hot ones)
I'm hot, son (Hot, son), yo, that's why I carry hot guns (Hot guns)
I'm on a beach in LA fuckin' fly misses (Fly misses)
While you niggas at the crib tryna find misses (Find misses)
Yo, I'm gettin' head from the Mexican dime bitches (Dime bitches)
Them niggas mad 'cause they riches ain't like my riches (My riches)
[Verse 2: Murphy Lee]
Ayo, I'm Murphy Lee the schoolboy, the civilized jewel boy
I got not one, two, three, four, five, but six whores
For equality, Vokal, Cammy, and Wallabies
I smoke la like da-da-dee, it got me boomin' like bada-bing
Rap, don't gotta sing 'cause I get my hum on
Actually, I get hummed on, hoes' tongues be on my dong-dong
Gevity-long, head at night, head in the morn'
Lunatic, five strong, King Kongs of writin' songs
Cats be gettin' gone thinkin' they got it goin' on
Folks brought you up wrong, it all started in your home
Check my background, St. Louis clown from the U-Town
Fourteen, pimp of the year like Dru Down
Same crew now, it's too damn quiet, but too loud
Hoes be pretendin', always sayin' they too proud
If I ruled the world, I do now
Me and the 'Tics 'bout to rack 'em and move the crowd
[Chorus: St. Lunatics]
Call the cops (Why?)
I see a robbery in progress
Lunatics about to steal the show
(Where you from?)
From the STL, MO, 314
Call the cops (Why?)
I see a robbery in progress
Lunatics about to steal the show
From the STL, MO, 314
[Verse 3: Ali]
I rip grass and smash, with a .44 mag, this nigga jack
From the front to the back, I heard it crash, nigga, you sassin', don't hurt 'em bad
You heard 'em laugh, talkin' trash 'bout whoopin' my ass
I never let a nigga do that, who that? Get his brains blew back with a new gat
Yellin', "True that," hollow tips is goin' clean through that
And I didn't have to get my whole team just to do that
In a blue hat, with a black baggy Karl Kani
And an iced-out ring just to scar your eye
Hard to die, like Bruce Lee, get a victory
Cats is sick like HIV if they ain't feelin' we
We be Nikki Sacks, Jackie Frost, Scratchy Arcola
Danny Terrio, Dutch Schultz, to the Motorola
Money holder, whippin' the Rover, high roller, dog
What you holdin'? I'm paid, so controllin' y'all
Yiggidy-yes, y'all, like Das EFX, I's be next
To rep the Midwest in sets and projects
[Verse 4: Kyjuan]
Now once Kyjuan say hit the safe, raise the stakes
'Tics in fifty states, might as well blaze the cake
I got moves to make, transactions from handshakes
Drugs for papes, now I'm sellin' CDs and tapes
Funerals and wakes caused by greed and hate
A snake is still a snake no matter the size or shape
Those that hate, anchored with weights, found in a lake
I'm off the chain, my man, you tied to the gate
First, you caught a case, second, you caught the vapes
Third, you caught me with your date, that was no mistake
Good things come to those who wait
So if you waitin' on them 'Tics, huh, they gon' be late
In your house with your spouse, I'm doin' the nasty
I'm a felon, ask Jay, rob industries and ashtrays
Branson and hashy
Add gas and wrap somethin' and burn the place, you heard me?
[Verse 5: Nelly]
Watch me load up the ammo, cock it back slow (Oh)
Go in the back door, infrared low (Uh)
Tell me something that I don't already know
Like which one of these closets contain cash flow
Got three little problems, I just thought you should know
Peep, I'm addicted to "yes" and I'm allergic to "no"
I'm obsessed with dough, money makin', and the hoes
Anything other than satisfaction gon' blow (Oh)
Heard through the grapevine you lookin' for me
Couldn't be, 'cause if it was, you would be bookin' from me
Shook when you see Nelly rollin' in the GS3
Hangin' out the sunroof like bing, bing, bing, uh
Back the car up, pop the trunk now
Can you hold your breath? 'Cause I'ma flood this town
That ass scream nine, sell you five right here
Neighbors on the lawn like, "Nelly, why right here?"
[Chorus: St. Lunatics]
Call the cops (Why?)
I see a robbery in progress
Lunatics about to steal the show
(Where you from?)
From the STL, MO, 314
Call the cops (Why?)
I see a robbery in progress
Lunatics about to steal the show
(Ayy, where are you guys from again?)
From the STL, MO, 314
Call the cops (Why?)
I see a robbery in progress
Lunatics about to steal the show (You know I didn't quite get that the first time, would you tell me again?)
(Where are you guys from?)
From the STL, MO, 314
Call the cops
[Outro]
Yup
I know that wasn't no mouth, right?
Naw, I know you didn't just poke your lip out when you seen me, right?
Keep your lip in your mouth next time you see me
Don't shake my hand in the club, you know what I'm sayin'? And tell me it's just about that, man
Uh-uh, once you get one 'Tic, you get 'em all
If you can't handle 'em all, then don't call one
'Cause we all comin', flat out, they made sure with this one
