It's still that bubble goose winter time grind rhyme

Ski mask over the face shit too abrasive for prime time

It's Bons Bons after Wontons

Bon appetite for the streets opposite of the thong song

That barbaric curse on the Von Erichs

Seance in the park bringing back the arts spirit

Designer versus generic the streets they engineer it

Won't say it's authentic cause you know it when you hear it

I ain't heard it in a minute so I murder every gimmick

And I specialize in ill like I'm working in a clinic

I author a authentic brand of dope

The antidote

Their messages kill like there's SARS in the envelope

This ain't that murder it's that shit to get you further

More fish less burgers spit it with a purpose

Make the verse worth it plan it Til it's perfect

React to my jack, you know my work kid



Hook



Hip Hop is my property,

I'm here to take it back this is a robbery

I'm not trying to make it that hard for you

Everybody put your hands up like I'm robbing you

Move it forward, bring it back

Chains getting snatched and heroes is getting smacked

I ain't trying to make it that hard for you

But everybody, get your hands up like I'm robbing you.



Verse 2



You ninjas are struggling I snuff em like Clubber Lang

Ajax Warrior, crushing another gang

The rules to this game is there are none

Eat all the comp first second from bar one

Ya'll done, your reign has ran

Velvet glove now removed see the iron hand

And the man who's behind it, never been blinded

Survive any climate, deliver the diamond

And the women will find it, my mind I shine with

Bring em back to my crib and show em the Heimlich

Dirty version crews I'm murking words be working girls be twerking

And I'm certain you can drop it like a curtain

Put a hurtin on the airwaves

Listeners brains be trained to not know that they are slaves

Now the wolfs out the cave, who wanna be brave?

You can say a million prayers but you still my prey



Hook



Hip Hop is my property,

I'm here to take it back this is a robbery

I'm not trying to make it that hard for you

Everybody put your hands up like I'm robbing you

Move it forward, bring it back

Chains getting snatched and heroes is getting smacked

I ain't trying to make it that hard for you

But everybody, get your hands up like I'm robbing you.



From cardboard to Krylon microphones I rhyme on

DJs spin it heads rock it in the Scion

Lex, Beamer, iron horse, south to north

Verbal murder like a champagne cork popping off

Who want it with the one man 300 the Spartan

Turn a house party to Madison Square Garden

Beg your pardon, trouble me not starting

But I'll finish it, have you on a milk carton

Rock my darling keep the tree sparking

Tell them cornballs they are dead men walking

It's exhausting, chump stop your barking

It's a new day at dawn and your final warning



Hook



Hip Hop is my property,

I'm here to take it back this is a robbery

I'm not trying to make it that hard for you

Everybody put your hands up like I'm robbing you

Move it forward, bring it back

Chains getting snatched and heroes is getting smacked

I ain't trying to make it that hard for you

But everybody, get your hands up like I'm robbing you.