We Are Not In Kansas Arrested Development (Ft. Configa, Freddie Foxxx & Speech)

Hey
Never claimed to be Jay - Z
Atmosphere’s Crazy
Hey hey hey
There’s Mobsters all inside this basement
Scenes of Scoresese
Hey hey hey
I’ve been whisked out of
(My Small Town)
A fish out of
(Yeah I’m Out Now)
Fish outta water
We are not in Kansas no more

I don’t know the rules to this here rap (no)
I’m more Bambaataa than Damian Dash (no)
What dudes do - In the name of cash (no)
Launder to me means Laundry mat (no)
Nothing can saves us we’re in a Tornado
Whisked to New York by the major label
Strippers and money grippers in clouds of vapors
Hidden pistols in a lot of these waist’es
Enjoy the ride just get into the feeling
You’re in the hottest New York City you killing it
Gang Starr on the stage you label mates
Pinch yourself, slap your face - you doing great
Thank the lord in heaven you ain’t sporting a gold chain
Stick up kids pass you Bo Ho clothes no name
Cut from a different cloth destined with a different call
The Illuminati y’all? - tucked rooms dark halls