Lyrics by M-Dot & Masta Ace
Produced by Confidence
Recorded by Mathias (of CloaqxDagger)
Mixed and mastered by Sensus
Shot & directed by SandoFilms
Edited by SandoFilms & M-Dot
Shot & edited by ZooDeVille
Tattoo courtesy of Ryane Rose at The Wolf Den in Denver, CO
Produced, written and performed by Atmosphere (Sean “Slug” Daley and Anthony “Ant” Davis)
Mixed by Joe Mabbott at The Hideaway Studios, MPLS
Mastered by Joe LaPorta at Sterling Sound, NYC
Director: Eric Andre
Produced by GRAND NATURE
Creative Director: Masha Batsii
Animation: SLOW & Hayden Martin
DP: Cory Burmester
House Post EP: Kevin Clark
House Post HOP: Christo Arsenio
Editor: Blaize Fobbe
Post Producer: Jackie Lee
Color: Connor Bailey
Color Producer: Sam Cesan
Assistant Editor: Herb Moran
Back once again
with top dollar, my friend
Real-a** n***a,
I’m not for the pretend
All my haters is calling,
they trying to make their amends
If I see them, I’ll rob them
and take them up out their trendy clothes
They’re posed to be posing like they are h**s,
I suppose.
Meanwhile, I’m keeping it ten toes.
I’m militant, the way I be steppin’ like ten fold.
The only words that ever can scare me is 10-4.
Okay, f**k a cop, f**k a Poppa Doc, f**k everything.
B-rabbit on the mic, come in with a heavy swing.
Motion picture, make a movie with the stick. Hide the strap after I empty out the clip
Officer Johnson, why are you on my Johnson?
Patting me down like you like to touch my d**k
I better be calm before this white boy flip
In a new Slick Rick like the cops shot the kid
Got me running over and over again (run run)
Over and over a
Got me running over and over again (run run)
Over and over a
F**k what you think
I’m about to step up on the scene
Me, myself with no team
A dollar and a dream
B***h I’m like a rock to a fiend
The type to get you straight with the lean
While I’m with my PO, checking on a P
They make it very clear they can never trust me
I don’t give a f**k what they say or what they think
Cause imma switch the cup before they ever even blink
Got kicked out of five high schools in four years
Had my momma in court rooms and shedding tears
Commissary on cell blocks dodging the opps
So now you can see why I really love the cops, ha
And I love the judge too and the DA
Every time they try to judge you
Sike, let me tell the truth
Middle finger to the courts screaming f**k
Got me running over and over again (run run)
Over and over a
Got me running over and over again (run run)
Over and over a
BEAT TROTTERZ © 