Emergency Man

Uh oh, it's an emergency, sound the alarm
 My passport is stamped, one change, exchange currency
 Or try to meet me half way just like Fergie's [?]
 You better go on, my shitstorm is hard to beat
 In all honesty philosophy thoughts
 It gets deeper quicker than the economy drops
 Follow the leader, the speaker's gon' probably pop
 This is more than a verse, it's electrical shock
 M-P on the beat, no military police
 Know a Newport, New York minute, New York streets
 Find a new sport, we all gritty, you all weak
 Pop a few corks all that trash rest in peace
 Please, you are not on my level dude
 Niggas duck down every time they hear the metal shoot
 This is your final call, y'all should have read a few
 When the road get rough it's hard for me to pedal through
 And I'm ahead of you by a landslide
 Not being able to provide hurts a man's pride
 I'm a warrior, stared [?] in a man's eyes
 Feeling euphoria every time that I blast nines
 These days are nothing like the past times
 When hip hop had a pulse not a flat line
 I was at Ridgemont getting high as the fast times
 Thought I was floating until my boat capsized
 What good is first place without a grand prize
 It's like a first-class nigga flying on standby
 Yeah, just wait for your name to be called
 These dudes softer than a [?] song
 When I was young I couldn't wait to be on, now I'm here though
 One real nigga amongst all of these weirdos
 Rap with a vigor, the picture clear as my earlobes
 Gotta a hold it down 'cause failure is what I fear most
 It's an emergency, call an ambulance
 Fans busting in your door with a battering ram
 Mom in the kitchen and she's cooking up candied yams
 We in the boondocks and shooting like a cameraman
 Keep a [?] and they're cooler than an avalanche
 I'm not an amateur, if avatar had a chance
 Got a blue bitch plus tools like a handyman
 Fitted hat hang on my head like [?] again
 Posted at the airport looking through my travel plans
 Run for your life, get fit for danger
 Can't count all the times I was whipped with hangers
 Authorized by my father doing fits of anger
 I still stay blessed like Jesus in the manger
 I'm anti pop culture, the block kosher
 The closer you get to the son, I roast you
 You on a highway to heaven, for bread I toast you
 I enter and vent, this life is an adventure
 The mis-education, music was my mentor
 So during disasters or martial law
 I be running through these bars, [?]
 So cautious I looked like a crossing guard
 But I'm finally at the crossroads, cross my heart
 It's a crisis so get the paramedics
 When they come you'll be dead in the streets already
 Number one is a joke, it's the same old song
 Yellow tape, make shirts with your faces on it
 You'll be tested here, hope your faith is strong
 It's my testament, hope you're safe at home
 When the gas mask off and their face is shown
 No emergency brakes, I hit the sixth gear
 High terrorist alert so bring the [?]
 "Okay, so if you saw the movie 'Strange Brew' you know all about where this music comes from. So that's in the cut. Play some music."
 "Good day."
 "Maestro."