PLISSKEN'S PATH Lyrics

Yeah, we aiming beams like it's Star Wars We hardcore, ridin, playin' hide-and-seek

When our guns was cardboard Defender on the block, will drop your small

Ford spray a K, left that one initial on your

Car door What you think you hard for with tattoos

I'm tactical

Glowstick after I cut the fuse and untouchable, I mustn't lose

Son said, Daddy's, indestructible Cut the bull, I'm snake-plissken, they ain't

Listenin' Escaping prison is a faint distance

Viktos gloves, truce, no hugs Salt can't hurt these slugs

Colt python, shoot wings off bugs WAR reconnaissance, dominance from incompetence

Tesla plow the opps, they think the hit is autonomous

Your hood full of bitches, when I'm there I'm King Solomon

Clothes Gore-Tex, run up to me, must have level four vests

Colombian windbreaker, I'm a Florida gator Pockets from hard labor, mow it down, blow

Them leaves, Jamaicans doing yard favors

Stories all made up, so don't play this in court

Change the lo, they think I'm at a resort Leave the phones if it's problems to sort

If they had the upper hand like God, they wouldn't show no remorse

So they mark for death, I march and step Hoes can halt your wealth, feel the things

You can't see Tell me how I caught my breath, attack is stealth

You can't tell who's shooting at you Three beams on your head, the predator looking

At you, for real Can't tell me where I'm headed

Ain't no looking back, ain't a thing I did regret it

Yeah I said it, foot on the table, got a cig in my mouth

I patch a nigga up, I got the sig hanging out

Your life or my money

Wear fatigues, not fatigued, we lock and load

Snatch ya seed if we need, we at your door Got the G's, leave you Z's, just tag a toe

Pay the fees, see the steez, it's G.I. Joe

Joe, Joe, Joe

Yeah, it's a plissken, they ain't listening, pay attention

Some things I need to mention

I'm not a fool, plissken

Call me Snake

S.D. Plissken, America, Lieutenant, Special Forces Unit, Black Flight

I was ordered to be decorated by the President

Worn, torn, blood-borne, purple hearts, bitter tart

People faking, playing larp, diamond-cutter, staying sharp

Out the gutter, pockets cluttered, stomach fluttered

Cameras shuttered, weapons landed, pull the tarp

Tiger camo out the swamp

Delete your whole body, you be walking like you're Kirby

Glock automatic, strap Alex James Murphy

Ironic how he died the way we leave a nigga

Wigga, chigga, fuck your race as long

As you got the codes to the safe

Then you safe, don't play in my face

Cause we deal in chalk, just hear the

Real, I talk, I see the chills

You caught think you a monster, bitch, see this

Silver Hawk until it's dark, we be waiting at your pad

Can't get to your mama, we be tying up your dad

And once we get to spinning, we in tune like it's Taz

Homie, bring the TEC in, Yoshimitsu on your ass

My bad, sorry to take it there, it's Jamaican hair

We tied in, dialed in, commit a crime, that's a file in

How then, we be getting away

Must be the grays, ducking the strays

Get some dog catchers, card hackers, car jackers

Say fraud backwards, that's what my lawyer do to big cases

Well, alright, open briefcases, big faces

Well, alright, gold real like a pirate

It's Bit-coin, a tyrant, I keep going

You rappers I shit on nigga

Wear fatigues, not fatigued, we lock and load

Snatch ya seed if we need, we at your door

Got the G's, leave you Z's, just tag a toe

Pay the fees, see the steez, is G.I. Joe

No average Joe

It's Plissken, you ain't listening

Who are you? Why are we talking

I have a deal for you

You receive full pardon for every criminal action you've committed in the United States

It was an accident, about an hour ago

A small jet went down inside New York City

The president was on board

President of what?