[Intro: Noname]
I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready
I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready
I’m ready, I’m ready
[Verse 1: Noname]
This sound like Mississippi sippy cup, daddy turn bibby up
Henny invented the catalyst for happiness in my cup
This sound like kiddies on the playground when mama was running up
Ooooooh, you about to get your ass beat
This sound like niggas complaining when their bitches like Raz-B
B2K in the stereo, we juke in the back seat
Or juke in the basement, in love with my KSWISS’s
This feel like jumping in a pool and I’m knowing I can’t swim
Ooooooh, you about to get your ass beat
For stealing that twenty dollars like ”baby, just ask me”
Mama say she love, love, loved us
When the lights was off we had to stay with cousins
Granny at the BBQ with petty ass husband
Summertime, city life, Chi-town, my town, my town
After school matters like I’m needing that stipend right now
Kennicott parking lot got caught with the blunt like “wow wow”
[Bridge: Noname]
Run, run, run, mama say come home before the streetlights do
Ice cream on my front porch in my new FUBU and my A1’s too
Watching my happy block my whole neighborhood hit the diddy bop

[Hook: Cam O’bi]
This sound like growing out my clothes
With stars in my pocket, dreaming bout making my hood glow
This sound like every place I would go, if I could fly
This feel like every summertime
Fall asleep dreaming bout all the places I could go
And every one of them feels so close, still chasing time
[Verse 2: Raury]
And I am not a star
I am a meteor on a crash course towards Earth across the cosmos
Versus Perseus to the father
Of his birth to tell the truth, that I’m his real son
Get blocked, I’ma build one
Get blocked, I’ma build two
Hope that you see it’s a staircase
Still pray for a fair day where they give a fair race to the marinade
And the dogons and the eses and the fair faced
Keith Ape tryna pill paint
Rainbows with a pink blue and a sea foam type of green hue
Make a clear space
Stop overreacting, it’s past my curfew I’m out after 6
Happily making my accident
Mama gon’ whoop on my ass again
Pray that I’m making my way before 8 and I might have to sneak in the back again
Hope that Memorial traffickin’
Hope that she stopping for gas again
Girl I just want to relax again
Pray you gon’ bring that shit back again
Pray you gon’ bring that shit back again
I know

[Bridge: Noname]
Run, run, run, mama say come home before the streetlights do
Ice cream on my front porch in my new FUBU and my A1’s too
Watching my happy block my whole neighborhood hit the diddy bop
[Hook: Cam O’bi]
This sound like growing out my clothes
With stars in my pocket, dreaming ’bout making my hood grow
This sound like every place I would go, if I could fly
This feel like every summertime
Fall asleep dreaming bout all the places I could go
And every one of them feels so close, still chasing time
[Outro: Noname]
Watching my happy block my whole neighborhood hit the diddy bop
Watching my happy, watching my happy ooh ooh
Watching my happy block my whole neighborhood hit the diddy bop

[Intro]
Kingdom!
From this day on
I will never – force – anything good
Down anybody’s throat
Now before I start spazzin’
I’ma speak in a language
That the majority
Will understand

[Bridge]
Niggas see me shinin’
They know Tech Nina the best at the rhymin’
Yeah, but they ain’t buyin’
Strange Music flyin’
We steady climbin’
I’m still a wanted man
I get a hunnid band
Still I do Summer Jam
Woah!
Tecca N9ne milla’
Kansas City Killa’
Turn up!

[Verse 1]
Bubblin’ up with it because a nigga be gassin’
Enemy know that I’m ready for action
No matter the money we gotta go dummy, I’m wit’ it so nigga whats happenin’
I feel like comin’ and do it with passion
Whenever I’m in the booth I’m real as ramen and juicy juice
And the vomit induced when the onyx been poop
Regroup and spin this shit
Learnin’ this level of linguistics
Lot of you who lose it love lickin’ limp bizkits
And I am done
Tryna shine a star of Donnie to the people like "fuck this nigga"
Soundin’ [will as Farrakhan he?]
Never can raise the bar upon me
I am on par with omni
Kill every thing in sight before the light say Habari Gani
Longevity, haters don’t wan’ credit me
When I’m steadily reachin’ people like mom said it’d be
They yawn heavily, like they be gone medically
When I’m bussin’ on this bitch industry like Ron Jeremy
This song’s therapy, strong genetically, bomb palms red if he’s blond
Here to denouncin’ The Don’s pedigree
I’m a ‘gnac linguist
Wit’ a black penis
I can act meanest
‘Cause I’m a rap genius
Keepin’ ’em crack fiendish
Praise K.O.D. please
For blowin’ up himself like his last name was [Yaziz?]
No kryptonite, I’ma be Superman, makin’ Zod leave
Thinkin’ you’re gonna do better, you’re puffin’ the odd trees
(Godspeed)

[Hook]
Everybody know us
We ain’t gotta say it
They know can’t nobody hold us
Maybe ’cause the flow screams
Inner city killa
Ain’t no coming from the shoulder
Strikin’ like a cobra
(Kansas City!)
Lightin’ up the dough
We gonna blow just like I told ya’
Steady getting mo’ green
Killa!
City!
Soldier!
Turn up!

[Verse 2]
Low IQ listeners they bashin’
Lightweight keeping me flashin’
I don’t think they ready for the murder for the slashin’
From MMM chopping em up in pieces in a wicked fashion
Not a nigga left, why you triggered then
From the hottest spitta, fought a bigger Tech
How ya figured that
How ya gonna test a hobbler
Shoulda’ stayed behind the candelabra
The God does damage to who’s talking fucking bologna (bologna)
About who the best, from my crew the threat
From here to Budapest, this how you shoot the tech
I’ma forever be ripping you never be up and ahead of me
‘Cause I’ma shooter, do ya through your neck
Shake it till it open make a milli’ man I did it and I blew the check
For Pete’s sake
This music is gleamin’, but because all of the streamin’ will never reach cake
Good thing we didn’t get our piece late, we straight
Seven this beats great, shoulda’ probably did it with Keith Ape
This is for the villains
Kansas City livers stackin’ paper to the ceilin’
And fuck how they feelin’
If they hate the way we movin’ ’cause we really make a killin’
Make your broad leave
‘Cause she diggin’ me and my niggas we get it open like five keys
Knock it out like the Ali’s, but to you she was a raw tease
Not another soul will rock it whenever the K.O.D. breathes
(Godspeed)

[Hook]
Everybody know us
We ain’t gotta say it
They know can’t nobody hold us
Maybe ’cause the flow screams
Inner city killa
Ain’t no coming from the shoulder
Strikin’ like a cobra
(Kansas City!)
Lightin’ up the dough
We gonna blow just like I told ya’
Steady getting mo’ green
Killa!
City!
Soldier!

[Outro]
Ooh, Godspeed
If you think you’re brave enough then come and try me!
I kill everything in sight
People hate that the number one is related
To the greatest
Independent favorite
That made it, hella rippin’ up stages
And gave it everything in pages
And gainin’ real amazing wages
Double eight did with Travis
Integrated now as the latest hits
Fuckin’ right nigga!
We came up from the gutter
To lots of butter, I put that on Uncle Ike nigga!
Thanks to Carlton and Maudie, N9ne was born!
Now everybody on the globe gonna have their eye on
The Storm!