Written by Lamar Hall, Casey Lee Williams and Jeff Williams
Insane breakneck pace No brakes full speed ahead on this chase Goons-nippin at my heels Move my wheels cuz I'm not tryin to get killed
Ooh-what I'm gonna do? Me and the crew-one false move-we through Stress level high it's a full court press Can't guess wrong the result is death
Adrenaline filled like a kid named Ritalin Gotta get away from this bullshit middleman Pushed to the max no time to relax Cuz if we ain't swift we facin the axe
But I ain't tryin to hear it-float like a spirit Finish line comin, I feel us gettin near it Can't stop now , yo, we almost there Unaware of what awaits us in the air
Falling toward the sky Waiting for my.....ride
Landin safe on the back of the truck Now we ride through the streets talk about good luck Man that was tough, jumpin off the building But if we didn't do it then our time was up
Never that though I'm just too swift Blessed with a gift that flows from my lips Still represent still talkin that shit Still hit your chest like a blast from the fifth
Ain't no stopping I'm-a keep it poppin Rollin rockin pure hip-hoppin Soul like Rakim you know I got plenty I'm a C note, dog, and you're more like a penny
Jeff sent the text, asked for the best So I stepped right in put flames to the test Burn it down from dusk til dawn Rise from the ash and then I'm gone