Chi-Ali the lady stunner, I'm stunning the stunts  That's blowing me kisses because I'm a Native Tounger  The native runner, and I'm about to blaze this flock track  Like Isaac, I leave ya in the Hayes  For days and days and days you try and phase  Yet you need to get Met, cause yo I heard it pays  Your pockets looks skimp, but yo there's a bulge in my jeans  Cause I'm only 15 and ripping rap scenes  All the magazines say that cat's hitting  But I feel like a rat getting chased by all the kittens  And all the coytoes setting up traps  But collapse on the faaaaabulous  No haps I design, a lined on the boom blue batter  Up next, me context a hex, from the complex  Rough, stuff, I puff, smoke, you wanna toke slow poke?  Nope, you can't get nothing sporty  Your girl's naughty, talking bout "Who's shorty, who's shorty?"  But get your girl cause I don't wanna be the stunner  Just the runner, the funky Roadrunner    Cool it coyote, I'm the roadrunner running things (Repeat 4x)    I shook up, honey ice tea  That's domino a girl, I'm an O and a fly MC  From the, from the west  I'm fly from the east, peace to both, we know who's best  Dip dip dip, I'm dipping landmines and pits  That coytoes set up to keep me from making hits  They want me to go pop but I'm a hip-hop the vote  So you know the only pop I'm popping is a soda  Never quote a Vanilla line when I wrote a  My mouth the trigger action and my brain's a speed loader  And yo my pockets stay loaded  (Hey Chi, I heard you blew up) Pssssh, exploded  But now my Redhead, a Kingpin Ed said  "Move It" The kid got skills, don't belive me?  I'll prove it, to all, from Tony to T and  My vision's perfect, but if you smoke crack, I ain't trying to see ya  The only thing I smoke are my mics  So take a hike and uuhhhhh, don't sweat my Nikes  And don't be sleeping on my statute, it's no fact  I measure up to MC's because my mic's a protractor  And it may come as a shocker  I bumped around and got more styles than you'll find at Foot Locker  So cool it coyote, cool it coyote  Or I'll break a coyote, I hate a coyote  And if you're coyote, I won't hang with ya  Trying to trap off, or run off and bust a cap off, get the picture?  Hope so, cause I don't wanna be the dunna  Just the runner, the funky roadrunner    Cool it coyote, I'm the roadrunner running things (Repeat 8x)    I'm about to be but, but before I do  I gotta say what's up to my crew  The Q, yeah, and on the check one, two  Is the Lemonader with Dres who said the choice is on you  So what's up Doc? Butcher for the cut  And can I get a nut (What?) Chill, a Beatnut  This combination you can't break, I'm hard to taste  So step to me and get cut up just like a steak  Yeah, I know that's from one of my promos  But my rhymes roll on more tracks than a fat set of ???  Total Wreck, Sean Cato got ill skills  The Op Shop cannt drop so yo just chills nills  Girls say I'm cute as a button  Fly denim, my raps' venom, I pin em  To, my trusty, my trusty old pad  No curses in these verses, respects due to mom and dad  Now tell me who's the #1 son of  Oh you guessed it, it's the funky roadrunner    Cool it coyote, I'm the roadrunner running things (Repeat 8x)    Can you make him run? Well let me him run! (Repeat 4x)