a Seven Nation Army Couldn't Harm Me

tony crip i stay legitimate check them numbers bitch i done did with ny crew stay rocking that fitted see a bad chick if i want i get it bass all in your face first place i done won the race talk bout me better hide your face uo in your crew we gonna see whos fake bouncing be flexing give all the ladys a lady erection dont hate cause im the man spitting rhymes in a way that only i can a seven nation army probably couldn't harm me done been through the storm weathered a tsunami orchestrator of the real hip hop got em bounce when i rock the spots new phone who dis tony crip fettuccine with shrimp i be straight on top of my shit if he want it he gonna get it come with that left donty need to use my right got a bad thing with me its a hell of a life talking talking blinded by the light always in fight or flight bitch you better chose flight cause tou really don't wanna fuck with me mess around then you stuck with me make him a clown he a circus tony crip straight of the leash rode the beat rode to the beach rocking a new patick falip fat lip hit with the backhand in a car that look like the batmobile call me batman badmon smooth criminal like michael they the way i brought all the real shit back