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      WooWooWooWooWoo   Keys they goin in the trunk   WooWooWooWooWoo   Fiends they don't give a uh      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 business   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 been after mean figures, ask my lil nigga   Since back in the days, before he was raised   Ain't 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   Tussles in rain, take aim, blush you with game   My language is unexplainable, switch, changeable   And I stay remain able, with bigger guns aimed at you      WooWooWooWooWoo   Keys they goin in the trunk   WooWooWooWooWoo   Fiends they don't give a uh      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 'cause 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'm a cipher drifter   My sixteen bars is up, so peace to the mixes      WooWooWooWooWoo   Keys they goin in the trunk   WooWooWooWooWoo   Fiends they don't give a uh      WooWooWooWooWoo   Keys they goin in the trunk   WooWooWooWooWoo   Fiends they don't give a uh      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 'cause 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'm a 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   'Cause I'm still Digital Underground like "humpty hump"   Feel the funk comin through your elephant trunks   I ain't even Kriss Kross my clothes yet   And yet y'all wanna "Jump, Jump" in Da Cypha, "Jump, Jump"   You in Da Cypha      WooWooWooWooWoo   Keys they goin in the trunk   WooWooWooWooWoo   Fiends they don't give a uh      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 'cause your girl's wit you man   WooWooWooWooWoo   'Cause 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