Get Gone Songtext / Lyric

All the player haters trying to block my game

All those fakers making paper off of my name

All the babies killing babies on the playground

All the static on the street you got to stay down

Run up and test me try to arrest me

Better have wore a vest P-O-L-I-C-E I see me beatin' the case coppin'

No please I bought the jury hurry up and catch up what's up

You know it never lets up and if it gets you down

Put on the crown now get your heads up

I got my wing tips don't need a grip to collect my chips

Forty sip equipped not to trip as I pimp the apocalypse off the rip

And on the rise see through the messiahs lies

Got to silence all the cries the destruction and the demise

We try to make it better make some cheddar make some cheese

Coming correct we respect T-H-U-G's

And these are the warriors and poets with a prophecy

And I love that Bizzy Bone when he says

That nobody can stop me who shot me

Am I bleedin' my heart goes out to Cleveland

10, 000 Cadillacs don't know the meanin' of retreatin'

While you're scared and all alone

Cadillac crown is on the throne

Ask somebody if you don't know you betta phone home get gone.

You know it's hittin' on the one so son put down that gun

Doesn't look like you're prepared to battle

And this Cadillac will not run

I see you lookin' at me stunned my skin has got me shunned

Not takin' no shorts or leavin' the court 'till my report is done

So dum ditty dum ditty ditty dum dum

Your girl is lookin' at me like she's gonna give me some

All stereotypes aside one nation as we ride 9, 999 got my back

And take my side what's your sign

Feel the vibe join my tribe expand your mind

Underlined pimp defined down for mine

As diamonds shine and I'm 24 karat

Through skills I will inherit Cadillacs are claimin' Cleveland

And we ain't prepared to share it

Get gone.