[Verse 1]
You don't know who you're fucking with
Ain't no Democrat, and by far I'm no Republican
This is the type of talk that'll probably piss off my publicist
And I ain't even started, the water ain't even bubbling
The type of talk that'll probably get me in trouble with the law
Or make the government come after me in public
Won't hear this on the radio, this here is not for publishing
This ain’t that bubble gum shit, no, this ain’t that Double Mint
Consider this a risk, I swear I see them building pyramids brick by brick
They'll aim at anyone bold enough to go against the shit
You don't believe me? Look what happened to the Dixie Chicks
It's like nobody else complains
Until you try to be more than a nigga with a chain
Cube already told you: "they corrupted everything"
And we're just out here trying to function, trying to maintain
[Hook]
A hundred miles an hour, running when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through my head at the speed of sound
I pray my prayers make it through the clouds
I pray in heaven that them fuck niggas ain’t allowed
A hundred miles an hour, running when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through my head at the speed of sound
I pray, I pray my prayers make it through the cloud
Until then it's back to the paper route, the paper route
You don't know who you're fucking with
Ain't no Democrat, and by far I'm no Republican
This is the type of talk that'll probably piss off my publicist
And I ain't even started, the water ain't even bubbling
The type of talk that'll probably get me in trouble with the law
Or make the government come after me in public
Won't hear this on the radio, this here is not for publishing
This ain’t that bubble gum shit, no, this ain’t that Double Mint
Consider this a risk, I swear I see them building pyramids brick by brick
They'll aim at anyone bold enough to go against the shit
You don't believe me? Look what happened to the Dixie Chicks
It's like nobody else complains
Until you try to be more than a nigga with a chain
Cube already told you: "they corrupted everything"
And we're just out here trying to function, trying to maintain
[Hook]
A hundred miles an hour, running when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through my head at the speed of sound
I pray my prayers make it through the clouds
I pray in heaven that them fuck niggas ain’t allowed
A hundred miles an hour, running when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through my head at the speed of sound
I pray, I pray my prayers make it through the cloud
Until then it's back to the paper route, the paper route
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