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ring the alarm - joey bada$ feat. nyck caution, kirk knight & meechy darko lyrics

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i was born runnin’ with the baton
now i’m known as the young intellectual don
until i’m gone, where i’m from, the real don’t get along

with the fake, look me in the face, eyes of the storm
you don’t want none
no beef could never hurt me
i be on my istanbul, they cold turkey
firstly, it’s the double entendre monster
takin’ haunted constant trips through your conscious
so be cautious
if it call for it, we leavin’ corpses
the causes of the coffin is the broken clauses
skeletons in my closet, tomorrow’s never promised
never mind it because we immortals regardless
real g’s move in silence like my designer
intertwined with the timeless, divine higher powered
i was drippin’ in the gold since a minor
sittin’ on my throne overlookin’ my empire, uh, uh

resurrection of real, you n-gg-s fake
never second-guessin’ my k!ll, so choose your fate
’cause i’m born runnin’ with the baton, a tickin’ time bomb
n-gg-, better ring the alarm, uh
resurrection of real, you n-gg-s fake
never second-guessin’ my k!ll, so choose your fate
’cause i’m born runnin’ with the baton, a tickin’ time bomb
n-gg-, better ring the alarm, uh

[bridge: joey bada$$]so keep it spinnin’, disc jocker
flick the wrist, don’t risk that, partner
these n-gg-s impostors, we movin’ like the mobsters
one false move, have ’em sleepin’ with the lobsters, huh
so keep it spinnin’, disc jocker
flick the wrist, don’t risk that, partner
these n-gg-s impostors, we movin’ like the mobsters
one false move, have ’em sleepin’ with the…

it’s the all-amerikkkan bada$$
who you mad at? they ain’t have to ask that
attack with the backlash, where’s my cash at?
runnin’ all through nasdaq, strap in my backpack
goin’ off the knack, dopeboy in the cadilac
havin’ flashbacks, wish a n-gg- would clap back
hit ’em with the blackjack, goin’ through a stack fast
i snap with the raps, i make ’em bring the whole track back
n-gg-s get smacked with the realer
when i drop, it’s all k!ller, no feelings
so you better not make a wrong move, n-gg-
i’ll personally deliver each shot that won’t miss ya
and when it hit ya, it’s no warnin’
we bombardin’, me and my squadron
if you want it, get your army
we droppin’ bombs calmly
this is no party
any scr-ps left, we just feed ’em to the zombies

death before dishonor, i die for my brethren
this is a stick-up, ocean’s 47
ring the alarm, if a war yuh wan get in
ring the alarm, if a war yuh wan get in
death before dishonor, i die for my brethren
this is a stick-up, ocean’s 47
ring the alarm, if a war yuh wan get in
ring the alarm, if a war yuh wan get in

ring the alarm, we ain’t keepin’ it calm
need a reason to see the dog, break the leash and i’m on
was hungry when i started, more ravenous as i evolve
caution hazardous, inflictin’ damages, i can’t recall, uh
rich in spirit when i broke some laws
i’m breakin’ even with my pros against all the oddsmade my words cut deep, you gon’ need some gauze
and that alcohol, we only goin’ bar for bar
you know i blacked out, they bring the track out, i lay the smack down
remember nights on the dirty mattress in the trap house?
i snap out ’em and flipped it around to where i’m at now
livin’ legend, finally back up on the map now
resurrection of real, let’s bring it back
it ain’t even about the bars, they b-mpin’ whatever slaps now
all i hear is that ad-lib rappin’ on my soundcloud
sick of the trash out, this is the crackdown

likkle bwoy dun backshot we’ll bury ya
big metal ting ya get captain amerikkka
beast coat regime (la cosa nostra)
my team supreme (f-ck around and smoke ya)
death before dishonor, i die for my brethren
this is a stick-up, ocean’s 47
ring the alarm, if a war yuh wan get in
ring the alarm, if a war yuh wan get in

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