Roadrunner

Chi-ali

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    Verse 1: Chi-Ali

    I be the Chi, oh who I be
    No matter cause the serve say tre on a dime platter
    Batter up batter boy, joy to the world
    Get goosed by the Footloose crew and the youth
    Back your brother Bam Bam, here comes the stool with more
    What you hear will come clear
    Fix up the mommy doo, jams that I adore
    Making it clear to all ears
    You wanna grab a yolk, don't choke on the young one
    Come here I come, here I kiddy come come
    Me not ??? yo ways in the days
    That come, lay low, and then you get some
    I'm around you on the neck for respect
    You didn't want to cash in, so I'm mashin
    Level from the low mumbo jumbo
    They be splashing, and I be asking
    Wanna swing a chop-shop rhyme by the pack?
    That's a no no coyote, look how ya act
    After I step on, you'll be stepping all in it
    Cause I'm the roadrunner running things

    Chorus: Dove

    Cool it coyote, I'm the roadrunner running things (Repeat 4x)

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    Verse 2: Chi-Ali

    So on after Jabberjaw and for sure
    I rhymes any rhymes, I rhyme for sure
    Pashes to bashes, bigger figure here
    Ashes to ass, I trigger niggas here
    Coyotes learn I burn every time
    It's my turn, seems like a perfect
    But is it worth it? Better be, better G
    Than the next wrecks, or else I get vexed
    No how did this adept kid turn rap?
    All hips wanna flip when they check the stat
    But 40 ain't the shorty to be guzzling with
    I'm out to get paid so I sip lemonade
    The ruffian youth with the pocket full of poof
    So don't check the label, you're liable to goof
    I work wonders, put a drumbeat to thunder
    Rhyme like a rain, lay low and maintain
    Break the batter boy with my rat-tat-tatta toy
    Don't block the roadrunner boy, son enjoy
    A talk from a New York brother in a swing
    It's the roadrunner running things

    Chorus

    Verse 3: Chi-Ali

    My problem coyote? I wrote this hit
    This for the doggy doggy step right out
    Don't flow the ritual puppy just sit
    Soon comes a mini rhyme, in styles out
    I funk the whole pile, wicked and wild
    Must I profile? Well not by the mile
    I got you nagging, bragging, that the Chi was raggin
    But I grin and just smile
    So listen real close, the brother might boast
    Although I appear as the guest and the host
    No need for all the lingering and loitering
    When the roadrunner's running things

    Chorus

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