Raiders Cap

Old-school, got my Raider's Cap
 Got my, got my Raider's Cap
 I got that pistol grip pump sittin' pretty in the trunk
 Blow your wig to the side like hair on Donald Trump
 On some Gang Starr shit, execution of a chump
 Evolution of a villain refillin' revolvers
 I'm still in a state of mind like a stainless nine is on my lap
 Starter jacket on my back, with a black Raider's cap
 Rappers resurrect the crack like they brought Reagan back
 You could run 100 miles but you're still afraid of Ap
 Hit record on your radios to take my verse
 The only way to get to space and to escape this earth
 Stick to the facts, Ap got the wickedest raps
 OG like a Raiders cap with snaps in the back
 Old-school, got my Raider's Cap
 Got my, got my Raider's Cap
 I got my Raider cap old like a Betamax
 Tats all grey and black bringin' '88 back
 Sacks full of crack brick phone in my backpack
 Parker with the Marcus Allen jersey that'll match that
 That's that shit i used to rock back
 When i used to breakdance when i used to pop
 I was always into somethin' bumpin' N.W.A. in the Cutlass
 Me and the homies sippin OE i was always a drunkard
 You know how 'em L.A. dudes do, always got a deuce deuce
 Don't say nothin stupid or somebody gonna shoot you
 Open up the moon roof, yellin' Demigoon crew
 Somebody call 911 tell em you got a boo boo
 Old-school, got my Raider's Cap
 Got my, got my Raider's Cap
 You know me, sippin' on a 40 of OE
 On my stoop as a shorty shoutin' "Fuck Tha Police"
 A nigga with a attitude but I ain't Yella
 Hoodie, i touch more money than banktellas
 As a young cat standin on black with my Raiders cap
 While y'all was whilin' with medallions tryin' to fade to black
 It's all good though, i ain't tryin' to hate on that
 But Mo's hood so i stay where the danger's at
 Niggas slangin' crack, gangstas wavin' gats
 Pimp slappin' their bitch, askin' "where my paper at?"
 I was amazed by that, influenced the way I act
 Never met my dad, the truth is I'm raised off rap
 Old-school, got my Raider's Cap
 Got my, got my Raider's Cap
 I am MC Ren with pale skin rockin' my Raiders brim
 Got a toaster that i ain't puttin' bagels in
 I got a possee full of apostles
 You a possee full of possums always hidin' while we hoo-ridin'
 I judge who i shoot, so when my crew holds a grudge its a judge that i shoot
 We disassemble Nazi members, get totaled comin' at me top speed on a kawasaki ninja
 Catch you out at LA at the Staple Center
 Office Depot you won't see those staples dead center in your retina
 I slammed it there and they don't have cameras there
 But if they did you'd see the second comin' of the man upstairs
 Muh'fucka
 Old-school, got my Raider's Cap
 Got my, got my Raider's Cap