[Intro: Dispatcher & Ransom]
Hello? Is anyone there? (Is anyone reading me?)
This is Montana Civil Defense, hello?
Someone answer, is anyone there?
Rumors about a large sequence
Command and control have opened down
Hello? Is anyone there?
We’re under attack, is anyone there? Over
It’s, uh, it’s Ransom
Ran, Ransom? What the hell is going on over there
Who's in charge? (Um, I am)
[Verse: Ransom]
Duffle spit with thе soul of Ali
A villain to those feeling offense to that post by Kyriе
I unholster the gun and draw on whoever's a top G
I'm top three, and I'm not three or two either
I'm probably as high as that man who spewed "Ether"
You need to stop or just get in tune, I'ma give 'em doom
I go out with a bang like John Witherspoon except with a spoon
Give it to 'em, I'm on the highest level, a quiet rebel
I'm privy to them thoughts that's inside a devil, that's why I'm special
We ain't thinking the same things
Coincidence that all the top rappers they push still gang bang
Our people floating up shit's creek and they calling it mainstream
America's nightmare, I appear in all of your lame dreams
Your life is not a movie, you dudes be stuck in the same scene
And since "The A-Team"
Been clearing shit out like saline, blacker than Khaled's Beijing
Yeah, when I write, make sure every quote is hostile
Why play by the book when you wrote a novel?
They supposed to be grovel in the presence of a God
But everyone I know is starving
They like to say that money talks, but we ain't never know the jargon
Flow's a problem
I don't need y'all to say that I'm great, either you wait for the flowers given
Or plant the seeds 'cause you own the garden (Are you there? Over)
Yeah, picture blacks in that Kodak
Jerry Jones money trumps every black that thought he was owed a pardon
You close your ears when Candace Owens talking
But you get intrigued by whatever Oprah's offering
Might as well just close the coffin, why we gotta be limited?
I care about the message, not the messenger who delivers it
Don't care 'bout the tone or the attitude that's exhibited
I analyze and revisit it
Make sure I get the gist of it before I try to dismiss the shit (Are you there Ransom?)
Damn, don't believe in devils who play God
I had to escape bars to create bars, not great odds
But it's best to bet on niggas that take scars, no face off
You die, you die by yourself, ain't no bunk beds in the graveyard
[Outro: Autumn Nicholls]
I'm really scared, I don't know what to do
But I'm coming back for you
