(feat. Supreme C Marie Antoinette Hope). . . [INTRO:]. Yo 1 2 1 2. The Clef is back with some adjustments. Refugee camp. (Turn it up! Turn it up! Turn it up!). Yo you see them Refugees right there they goin in the car. [HOOK:]. WooWooWooWooWoo. Keys they goin in the trunk. WooWooWooWooWoo. Fiends they don't give a uh. [Marie Antoinette]. And Flex couldn't save you even if he dropped a bomb in this. You still gon be found in a ditch. My name should be Robin Banks the way I be robbin banks. I'm a fiend for the S-500 I want it. Used to stay high and blunted but all that had to stop. Chick like me be chasin after cops. And they don't stop at my block after the Diallo shootin. Soldiers in waitin marksmen recruitin. Salutin thug confederates rhyme and reason. Time and treatin Air Force One we leavin. Panama red holdin 52 hands for ransom. My man Johnny Handsome itchin to cancel 'em. I'm like hold up wait a minute let's get down to buisness. We could shoot up everything soon as the deal is finished. Blah blah I got two hours to kill. We want like 5 mil in a private jet so peel. [Supreme C]. Supreme C been after mean figures ask my lil nigga. Since back in the days before he was raised. Aint nobody puttin fear in my heart who need a jumpstart. My art sharp shoot your posse apart. Nigga take you on one by one gun by gun. Son by son done by done. Whoever come murder fest one of the best. I'm gettin assets collect ass bets squat by your address. I come to kick it wit you walk beans stickin wit you. Why try to hide from accomplice vibe. Yo we break bread break heads my people shake feds. Gamble and scramble F what your man do. It's all about this husltin game muscle and fame. Tussels in rain take aim blush you with game. My language is unexplainable switch changeable. And I stay remaindable with bigger guns aimed at you. [HOOK]. [Hope]. I run up in Da Cypha heavily armed with endless bars of metaphoric harm. A python with poisonous charm extending my arm. Pushing figures way to the back. Out of your reach excessive like Fatal Attract. Freeze a renegade bar stroke an ace of spades. I'll kiss you wit a blade when I think I'm gettin played. Made woman you never in bed with the same woman. You say you want it you don't wanna see the omen. When my sixth sense start flowin I bless like holy water. I don't wanna die cuz I'm my daddy's only daughter. But yo sometimes I see the writin on the wall. You know the ghetto testaments the shootouts the brawls. Close frames in the hall will you stand or will you fall. Your whole click is on the run now would you tell it all. About the night shifters me I'ma cypher drifter. My sixteen bars is up so peace to the mixes. [HOOK 2X]. [Wyclef]. October 31st I was standing by the sour. These thugs don't wanna talk they want these Pumas I just bought. Fresh outta school picked on cuz I'm bilingual. I barely spoke English but the gun language was universal. Ran in the grocery store spoke to Gabriel. He said you have problems here's a feezy from Israel. Ran back outside just before I could say... another homicide. Threw the biscuit in the bushes runnin like Jesse Owens. Police showed up but I was nowhere in existence. Back in the crib thinkin bout what I just did. I'ma police of defense but I'm bound to catch this bid. My hypothesis was right they knocked the door homie. Like a super in the projects wantin rent money. Just when I thought I get my life straight in the states. Is when I found myself climbin down the fire escape. Bodies found in Virginia under the dumpsters no. 18 shell cases in front of the grocery sto'. Flee the scene of the crime before y'all kick the door. No your honor that must be some old rhyme that I wrote. And lyrics sometime man they misinterpretate it. For example when I say gun I mean my pen and paper. And everytime I wave and spit the crowd jump. Cuz I'm still Digital Underground like "humpty hump". Feel the funk comin through your elephant trunks. I aint even *Kriss Kross* my clothes yet. And yet y'all wanna "Jump Jump" in Da Cypha "Jump Jump". You in Da Cypha. [HOOK]. [OUTRO:]. Stay in the house when you hear. WooWooWooWooWoo. It means the murder's outside you hear. WooWooWooWooWoo. Where the real killers at you hear. WooWooWooWooWoo. Honey who chill with the gats you hear. WooWooWooWooWoo. Yo don't talk crap man. WooWooWooWooWoo. Just cuz your girl's wit you man. WooWooWooWooWoo. Cuz both o y'all gon go man. WooWooWooWooWoo. To a place where no man knows man. WooWooWooWooWoo. Femme fatale Hope. WooWooWooWooWoo. Supreme C kinda dope. WooWooWooWooWoo. Marie Antoinette in the back with the techs. WooWooWooWooWoo. Y'all know the flavor Refugee Camp.... WooWooWooWooWoo...