Chinatown Wars - MF Doom & Ghostface

Hoo We run these streets like a renegade

Get that gwap, til the rent is paid

Hunt my prey, in the Cavalcade

Revenge is got, when the boss is slayed

Hoo We run these streets like a renegade

Get that gwap, til the rent is paid

Hunt my prey, in the Cavalcade

Revenge is got, when the boss is slayed

What up homey, it's Toney, revenge is so sweet

And I move with artillery, roaming the streets

My guns is ginormous, bullets is heatseeking

Big Brother got the eye on me, I watch how I'm speaking

And I move like a porn star in charm school

I stick everything I see, but I only take jewels

And cash rules, pills and that cocaine powder

I ain't a man, I'm a killer, obsessed with power

And revenge, I don't need friends and shiesty activities

Move alone through the City that they call Liberty

And trust nobody but my bullets and my shotty

Carjack a fool twist his limbs like pilates

Ox' him, buck 50 stitch him, Chinatown Wars

I chop 'em up like rice in the kitchen

It's a bad decision, starting beef with the butcher

He ain't a bleeder, I pop him son, your man is a gusher

Hoo We run these streets like a renegade

Get that gwap, til the rent is paid

Hunt my prey, in the Cavalcade

Revenge is got, when the boss is slayed

Hoo We run these streets like a renegade

Get that gwap, til the rent is paid

Hunt my prey, in the Cavalcade

Revenge is got, when the boss is slayed

Clap on, clap off

Fake ass street thugs, either need to ax off, or cough

Feel 'em, Metal Finger steel drum

Clean the sidewalk with him, talk shit to real scum

Of the earth, take it with a shovelful

Main character, super villain, lovable

And don a mask like a crown of thorns

Blow your horn and get pounded out by the boring

(I take your order) let me get one wing

Any king that bring this sting for Chung King

No change, no stranger to gats

Took notice, what so strange is no cats

Dogs is wars, dud luck, draw straws

Fuck the boss, drowned on blood and duck sauce

Stuck the enemy, a wack deal caper

For racks of fake Fendi and stacks of real paper

Hoo We run these streets like a renegade

Get that gwap, til the rent is paid

Hunt my prey, in the Cavalcade

Revenge is got, when the boss is slayed

Hoo We run these streets like a renegade

Get that gwap, til the rent is paid

Hunt my prey, in the Cavalcade

Revenge is got, when the boss is slayed

It's a manhunt, my mentality's militia

If my four-fifth had lips, I'd make it French kiss ya

Cuz no mission's impossible, I carry my Wu-Tang sword

On my back, and attack all obstacles

Burnt down buildings, avenging my father's death

A store for ransom, and snatch your crystal meth

I pillage, my warpath is unpredictable

Leave 'em dead on arrival, broke up or critical

War nine, frying swine to pork grinds

For trying to walk the fine line, thoughts flying

Had more fun with a crooked rookie

Went for his gun, cracked his skull like a fortune cookie

A mind reader, find out, speak, freaks bow

With the nine heater, beat feet and smile now

Ten paces, about face, chase me

We make it sound crazy than a case of M-80's