NYC drill

Tried to rush up—nah, he can’t, he ain’t built Too much pressure when we step, whole place tilt Clear the lane when we move, yeah it’s real From the floor to the top, no chill, no chill Aye Aye Move back Run that No cap Big noise, whole squad get loud Bad talk turn whispers to sounds One wrong step get shut right down Too much motion when I come around I don’t talk, I act, I sprint Too fast, whole frame get bent You pretend, we really meant I apply that force, no rent Crowd jump when I scream Red lights when I beam Too raw, too mean All gas, no lean They fake, I’m stamped Too real, can’t clamp Try copy—can’t vamp I break rules, no ramp Too much heat when I yell Every word ring bells You fold under pressure I thrive in hell Tried to rush up—nah, he can’t, he ain’t built Too much pressure when we step, whole place tilt Clear the lane when we move, yeah it’s real From the floor to the top, no chill, no chill Aye Aye Move back Run that I don’t beef, I bark Big bite, big spark Night vision in the dark I don’t miss, I mark Too loud, too rude No fear in my moves They stare, confused I crash through rules Say my name? Say less Whole room get stressed I don’t blend, I press Too wild, I flex Energy crazy, broke out the cage Too much rage, front page I don’t play safe I invade space Aye Aye What What Loud Loud Tried to rush up—nah, he can’t, he ain’t built Too much pressure when we step, whole place tilt Clear the lane when we move, yeah it’s real From the floor to the top, no chill, no chill Tried to rush up—nah, he can’t, he ain’t built Too much pressure when we step, whole place tilt Clear the lane when we move, yeah it’s real I don’t stop, I don’t stall—no chill Aye Aye Loud Loud Run it Run it