It Ain't Safe - Jordan Moxey & Joe Fenwick

The surgeon general of the Flipmode squad Has determined that the sounds you about to hear Can be devestatin' to your ear, to your mind To your body, to your soul You better, pack up your bags, better get out of town 'Cause when the God come you know he gon' be puttin' it down Everything we do be blowin', better get on the ground It ain't safe no more, it ain't safe no more He keeps it wicked by creatin' the sound That make the people wanna spaz 'til they give him the crown Fuck around you'll turn up missin' just to never be found It ain't safe no more, it ain't safe no more Bodies'll turn up missin', I promise you need to listen Abolish the need for bitchin', I polish and shine and glisten Demolishin' while I'm whistlin', astonished while you're witnessin' Hardest to smash another artist son, regardless if it is A nigga who think he be the greatest son I'll lock him in the fridge And hang him from both of his ankles when we drop him from the bridge Blockin' your paper really stoppin' that dude from gettin' his Poppin' the safe and splurgin', havin' the crew up in the crib Block 'til these niggaz havin 'em rockin' gargle with a bib Shittin' and fartin', spittin' and vomitin' all in the crib Fallin' into shock from the bullets we shot up in they ribs Hot up the block and blew up the spot and got up out the mix Tried it a couple stops and spotted the squad up in they whips Plotted and then I signed on the dotted line and made a wish Return us even the hardest makin' you garbage niggaz sit The smartest now you a target only the heartless niggaz win Pack up your bags, better get out of town 'Cause when the God come you know he gon' be puttin' it down Everything we do be blowin', better get on the ground It ain't safe no more, it ain't safe no more He keeps it wicked by creatin' the sound That make the people wanna spaz 'til they give him the crown Fuck around you'll turn up missin' just to never be found It ain't safe no more, it ain't safe no more You can't believe can you, I'm callin' my dog Nathaniel And ballin' with all my mans you'll be blowin' and all will hand you Accordingly or disorderly bullets are sure to bang you Considerably my 9 milli hit with any angle Shootin', high, shootin', low, shootin' verticle or horizontal And if you were makin' plans I do think you gon' have to cancel Sorry, I had to ask you, save it I have to blast you Takin' a chance to laugh from you makin' the masses gas you So now you thinkin' that you tough and that we can't get at you Change up your mind and leave you stiffer than a massive statue Tired of talkin' need to use all your precautionary measures Washin' off the blood, haulin' the water force of steady weather You can handle it or you can't, it be only gettin' better Like a candle, we burn your sandals and make you feel the pressure Cockin' it back, articulatin' the flow just like a lecture Break it down and rebuildin' the flow, now peep the architecture Pack up your bags, better get out of town 'Cause when the God come you know he gon' be puttin' it down Everything we do be blowin', better get on the ground It ain't safe no more, it ain't safe no more He keeps it wicked by creatin' the sound That make the people wanna spaz 'til they give him the crown Fuck around you'll turn up missin' just to never be found It ain't safe no more, it ain't safe no more It ain't safe in the current state of our democracy Terrorism, motherfuckers bombin' New York, shit is crazy It ain't safe no more All these rappin' niggaz goin' at other rappin' niggaz heads Shit is crazy, but most importantly The most unsafe thing is that niggaz ain't seein', the God comin' Watch where you walk, uh

(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up) The emergency brakes broke (We The Best Music) And ain't no stoppin' this shit either though Ain't no such things as red lights I don't even know where to go (another one, DJ Khaled) I don't got no brakes, it ain't not stoppin' this I'm the youngest nigga poppin' shit They wanna stop the fire, but it's too late, this shit got super lit She see the way I pull a bitch You see the way these diamonds hit Nigga try to touch my chain, you gon' see the way this .40 kick They don't want no problems with us ('cause it ain't safe) They don't want no problems with us (that shit ain't safe) They don't want no problems with us ('cause it ain't safe) You don't want no problems with us (that shit ain't safe) Why it just got hot in here? Oh, look Wick just walked in here I don't be with fuck niggas, but I keep my FN Bro go move the double R, we got somebody blocked in Just saw my partner from Atlanta, he said "You fresh as fuck, twin" Swing that stick like Jackie Robinson and we slide home He so innocent in real life, but gangsta on the phone Funny how she say that I'm the dog but ate me off the bone I heard her nigga mad, she came home smelling like my cologne All I know is go, it ain't no stoppin', ain't no slowin' down I don't want that nigga around me if he not gonna pow-pow I don't want that necklace if that cuban link don't bling-baow I don't want that pretty girl if she don't know how to work her mouth We look like some old people, everybody got a stick Know my phone ain't never dead, but I pull up five percent When I walk my chains go back and forth like they in an argument If he stare at this car too long, "Grrah, grrah" through the tint They don't want no problems with us ('cause it ain't safe) They don't want no problems with us (that shit ain't safe) They don't want no problems with us ('cause it ain't safe) You don't want no problems with us (that shit ain't safe) I'm in the cut, uh, scissor, I'm a cutthroat lil' nigga I been fucking her since December, now her butt been gettin' bigger Nobody ain't told me I was trippin' when I picked up the pistol Started off with good intentions, how the fuck I turned to a killer? Cutthroat motherfucker, I go straight for the jugular I'ma cut through with that cutter "Doo-doo-doo-doo", did I stutter? I'm sleepin' on this side of the bed tonight, bitch, don't touch me Finna breeze through every nigga block I don't fuck with Ain't none of my homeboys got stepped on 'cause we do the stompin' Don't fuck with the niggas from the ugly corner, this shit gon' get ugly We ain't have shit in the projects, so I made it regardless And I never ain't have a problem I couldn't solve with my chopper (This shit ain't safe, this shit ain't safe) They don't want no problems with us ('cause it ain't safe) They don't want no problems with us (that shit ain't safe) They don't want no problems with us ('cause it ain't safe) You don't want no problems with us (that shit ain't safe) This shit ain't safe, this shit ain't safe ('cause it ain't safe) This shit ain't safe, this shit ain't safe (that shit ain't safe) This shit ain't safe, this shit ain't safe ('cause it ain't safe) This shit ain't safe, this shit ain't safe (that shit ain't safe)

It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe Packs, I sold, had them buzzing on the road Crack residue in the buttons on my phone Black leather boots when I run into your home Ring, ring, pussy, it's your mummy on the phone Niggas wanna kill me, tell them "Go and get your uzi" Bari got the weapon in the pocket of the Ksubi's See me on the catwalk, you see me in the movies Still you can end up dead when you disrespect the goonies It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe The traphouse was a shithole, with my niggas Smokin' on some indo, looking for the police through the window Said I'll be a minute, of course I was an hour Never disturb a baker when he's mixing up the flour Devour these criminals, stepping on my toes I step into the party, I let everybody know The heat will bang for a legend on the roads So keep your hands off my bredrins and my clothes It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe You say you always got the toast But when you see my niggas you look like you see a ghost These niggas follow fashion, don't look comfy in their clothes See them on the roads getting lovey dovey with the hoes I'll put you in your place, forreal, you disrespect the clique Bang brrrang dang dang, on my Lil B shit From SoHo to the heights, they're fuckin' with me heavy They know me and my gang, we're the realest on the telly It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops It ain't safe You've been duckin' from me, shawty You've been duckin' from me, shawty You've been duckin' from me, shawty You've been duckin' from me, shawty You've been duckin' from me, shawty You've been duckin' from me, shawty You've been duckin' from me, shawty You've been duckin' from me, shawty

Ouais, Ouais... Fenwick... Trop vrai pour baisser le falzar, calcule pas les khanza On va t'la glisser profond, belek à ton kharza Retrouve moi à Taza, 9enitra, Sou9 el Arba3 ou Casa Ici on te course avec une machette comme mes soces à Brazza Serre moi pas la main, tu serres des bites, t'as les mains sales Toi tu veux nous rouler, nous mettre dans tes feuilles pour rouler Je traine avec les memes cassos depuis l'bac à sable Un marteau dans mon cartable quand j'allais à la madrassa Ici on n'est que d'passage Arrête de faire le gangsta, masta Tu vas te faire fumer par un fou du même style Tu peux faire de la boxe Thaï, du Muay Thaï ou du chicken Thaï On s'en bat les klawi, un ratay ça reste un ratay J'vais te graille comme du chebbakia ou du meloui en plein r'mdan, pas la même dalle A coup d'nerfs on sort le jenoui Envoie une palette de prod lourde khey, j'suis un fenwick Bientôt j'suis partout comme la zer-mi ou les chinwi Si si y'a du style, oui Il se demande, c'est qui lui? Tu peux être un deux et demi, tu vas te faire doubler par un piwi Sous estime pas les p'tits, dans nos têtes c'est la Palestine Préviens la balistique Niro perd jamais comme Parker Lewis On cherche des terma au lieu d'aller chercher du khedma Tu veux gratter 9a7ba, j'fais du jus d'orange avec ta che7ma Ze-ze ze3ma t'as des Kalachs et des Famas comme Oussama J'ai la disquette à Bernard Tapie, t'es dépassé comme Bernard Lama J'reprends mon souffle L'rap c'est un sport, hein. Juste un petit message .?? Laisse moi t'dire un petit truc... Chez moi si t'es lourd on te soulève, 7assoul y'a des fous partout J'vais pas t'faire un dessin, animé, un cartoon C'est miné sur mon parcours Pour une paire de seins, un bain d'sang Le sang coule en bas de ma cour Ça sent la violence, les missions casse-cou Depuis tout-petits on casse tout Je repense à l'époque où je rodais avec mon poto Black Dog Les keufs nous prenaient en photo comme des parrains d'la drogue Majeur à ces 9a7 Même mineurs on arrache la prod T'écris toujours du sale Parce qu'on n'a jamais les mains propres Huh. J'peux encore accélerer, tuer le beat Comme d'habitude .?? J'envoie du lourd, pour tous les suces-bites Même les jaloux, appuie sur repeat Pressé de passer le cap et de casser le bras des tass'? Le rap m'a lassé, j'peux pas lâcher Parle de percer y'a pas de biff Rap des bas fonds, j'fais de l'ombre à ces bouffons Y'a que du sang/son, du sol au plafond Et encore j'suis pas à fond Tout le monde d'abord, motherfuck J'suis pas d'ceux qui poussent la fonte Baise les Porsche, baise le score, baise ton lot d'consolation Dans la vie c'est chacun son vice, chacun sa merde Si t'es enceinte, dis pas que c'est mon fils, la chatte à ta mère J'veux faire des sous, pas faire des gros feats j'sors de ma galère Si demain, j'en tirais profit, je m'arracherai avec mon salaire Dans la vie c'est chacun son vice, chacun sa merde Si t'es enceinte, dis pas que c'est mon fils, la chatte à ta mère J'veux faire des sous, pas faire des gros feats j'sors de ma galère Si demain, j'en tirais profit, je m'arracherai avec mon salaire