Violations - Talib Kweli, Raekwon

Heed the battle call, check the catalog

Flow so crazy it’s adderall with the padded walls

More twisted turns in the body that’s on the baddest broad

These cattle call 'rappers' is weak, my honor matter more

Your whole style stiffer than mannequins you see at a store

You mannequins are Chante & Kenny, I mean the Latter more

No ping pong and we volleying with the back and forth

Straight King Kong and the trap we blasting off, son

You want Nigerian money, see me in Qatar drunk

Waving the K, I can’t fake the funk

Blessed with the belts, flying in the stealth

Jewelry on the neck, diamonds in the Cheals

You know I wrestle with pawns, getting my money, we gone

The automatic laying player, we Dons

You can’t see us, the new phenoms, I like the Benz zeons

Split your wig like I got three arms

I need a fiancé, at least a Beyoncé, I know my vision beyond

Some other shit, I’m just as meaty as moms

I’m supposed to be on, the greenery gone, I’m still the king of the drama

Put the Ruger down your throat, eat my Johnson nigga

Way they all in their feelings, what’s wrong with niggas

Forgetting silence is still a response

The way the blood paint the wall you can tell he really an artist

I get it like Whitey Bulger 'til rapture, dearly departed

We gon' Lex in, my nigga, these are blessings, my nigga

Keep stressing, my nigga, don’t stress, little nigga

Eat a clip, little nigga, niggas trip, little nigga

Violations we gon' flip, little nigga

We gon' Lex in, my nigga, these are blessings, my nigga

Keep stressing, my nigga, don’t stress, little nigga

Eat a clip, little nigga, niggas trip, little nigga

Violations we gon' flip, little nigga

It’s the champion flow, the Jordan, LeBron and Kobe

The Obi Wan Kenobi, of getting that guap-a-mole

We touring overseas, got her fanning out like a Dakota

I’m trying to get the check, I’m Martina Navratilova

Catch me at the races, gateway at Saratoga

They trying to place my face cause we mobbing, we taking over

My niggas keep it pure while you cut with the baking soda

These rappers be stretching the truth like they taking yoga

Couch potatoes, now they made us into a vegetable culture

A result of division like it’s a decimal quotient

Do the math, my nigga, do the math

You’d never settle for less than the whole if you knew the half

Ayo, rough as alligator skin getting crazy grip

I’m so amazing with words I make a baby spit

Resting in Tibet, wild with the Gillette

Giraffe long goose on, my boots is

Pocket full of coins, producers on set

Niggas with the coupes is on next

The losers gon' step, the users gon' check

We choosing our ninjas, the Jews is on deck

Refuse, that’s a debt, pool with the steps

Everybody see us, the tools is all TECs

Anything come through we school, wan' bet?

Fuck you gon' tell us?

He knew we on next

They wanna act like they know me, you don’t know me nigga

You got the baby boy hustle, you a Jody nigga

You wanna swim with the sharks, I’m Chief Brody killin'

Get your jaw tapped this is raw rap, come on, yeah

We gon' Lex in, my nigga, these are blessings, my nigga

Keep stressing, my nigga, don’t stress, little nigga

Eat a clip, little nigga, niggas trip, little nigga

Violations we gon' flip, little nigga

We gon' Lex in, my nigga, these are blessings, my nigga

Keep stressing, my nigga, don’t stress, little nigga

Eat a clip, little nigga, niggas trip, little nigga

Violations we gon' flip, little nigga