Ring the Alarm
Philly's Most Lyrics

Somebody ring the alarm
Asking for help urgently

You better run fore this gun get used off, no doubt
You should flee before I use my gun; no hesitation

Be +Ludacris+ for you niggaz not to +Roll Out+
Be quick to move like Ludacris's popular song 'Roll Out' if you don't want to be in danger

Either that, or being poped, like Smashmouth
You will face the consequences, either by taking action like Ludacris or being badly affected like Smashmouth

How about lits, spits, that shit, that makes that money
This is about how to make money through skills and hard work

Cats stack them chips, sweeter than a bag of Nestle Tollhouse
People save their money earned from hard work and it tastes even sweeter than a Nestle Tollhouse cookie

So, think about the predicament you in dog
Think about your current situation, dude

Before you talk shit again, I'm eatin
Before you start gossiping again, I'm working hard to make a living

(Woman: Somebody ring the alarm)
Repetition of the urgent call for help

Where the fuck could you ever sit again?
Where would you go to find refuge if you talk about me again?

And where yo peeps gon' live again, if we beefin
If we get into conflict, where will your friends and colleagues live?

Hate on me, cause I'm all decent
People hate on me for making a decent living

All this hate ain't recent, it's been since
People have been hating on me for a very long time

Back when stacks start increasin
People started hating on me when my earnings began to increase

And y'all main bitches peeped it, so hold up
All your friends have noticed and informed you about it, so wait a minute

It's no secret, the hoes is creepin
It's an open secret that women are spying on me

And all y'all lies is weak and, it won't work
Your lies are weak and won't fool me

I'm freakin
I'm getting upset and anxious

Liftin skirts on bad broads on E! like Brooke Burke, nigga
I'm exposing the flaws of women on the E! network like Brooke Burke

Like Brook Burke, nigga, like Brooke Burke
Repetition of the previous line as emphasis

Look, real nigga - that's my game (game)
Being authentic is my strategy

'Bonic nigga - that's my name (name)
My nickname is 'Bonic'

I'm hot shit (hot shit) spit them flames (flames)
I'm highly skilled and talented and can spit some impressive lyrics

Thoughts insane, let 'em sit on ya brain (brain)
My thoughts are crazy; let them sink into your brain

Get back (get back) I don't want you to draw (draw)
Stay away from me; I don't want you to start a fight

Don't trip my hip'll make you fall (fall)
Don't mess with me; my weapons will make you tumble down

Don't lip, my clip'll hush y'all
Don't be rude; my gun will silence you

Then call Paul, and be out by tommorr'
Call Paul and leave the town by tomorrow

(Woman: Somebody ring the alarm)
Repetition of the urgent call for help

Call Lit, meet me right by the whip, shit
Call Lit and meet me by the car, man

Hit rock, kiss the streets goodbye (bye)
Leave the place in a hurry; say goodbye to your favorite streets

Look, call Nate, look up under the zinc
Call Nate and look under the roof, man

It is what you think, put that shit in the bank
It is what you expect; deposit the money in the bank

(Woman: Somebody ring the alarm)
Repetition of the urgent call for help

Call Pops, disassemble my glocks
Call Pops and disassemble my guns

Reduce the shit, to rub on hot rocks (rocks)
Melt off the metal parts and rub them on hot rocks

Call Teddy, ask Unc' is he ready
Call Teddy and ask Uncle if he's ready

Me and Lit bout to pour, and it's time to get Jetty
Lit and I are about to drink; it's time to party

G4, back to ATL (shit)
Fly on G4 jet back to Atlanta

Judge'll never get a chance to play us for bail
We won't be caught by the authorities and be forced to give bail

We sit in first class, we don't sit in them cells
We travel in luxury class, not in a jail cell

And our niggaz don't, and if they do, they get bail, shit
Our friends won't get caught, but even if they do, they will be bailed out

I stopped doin' crime, mom I really did
I'm telling my mother that I have stopped committing crimes

I changed my ways, I'm tryna live
I have changed my lifestyle and want to live

And ball wit big heads, like Jason Kidd's/kid's
I want to hang out with influential people like Jason Kidd

Fuck a bid, it's not the way to go out - young'n
Prison isn't a good place to spend one's youth

Let me tell you what I'm talking about
Let me explain myself

Fifteen had to do, what I had to do ask Boo'
I was only 15 and had to do what I had to do; no one else helped me

Stack paper, got a cue and a twenty-two
I saved money and bought a pool cue and a small revolver

It's all true, why the fuck would I lie to you
All of this is true; why would I lie?

(Somebody ring the alarm)
Repetition of the urgent call for help

Look, I ain't gon' hold you up
I'm in a hurry; I won't waste your time

Come at me straight I'll fold you up
Don't waste my time or I will beat you up easily

Cop 'dro and jaws that come big, as a Foldgers cup, yup
I buy weed and I buy firearms; they're as big as a Foldgers cup

I thought I told you buck I'm next level (next level)
I'm telling you again that I'm one step ahead of you

Like feet, I might creep feel on my self (oooo)
I might sneak around and feel my own feelings

There goes my heat, not Tweet (uh)
I'm talking about my gun, not the social media platform Twitter

I'm not sweet (not sweet) you could hear it
I'm not a nice guy; you can hear it from my tone

Or fear it, and read it and weep and get dirty in a week
Either be afraid of me, or read my lyrics and weep because I'm much better than you; you'll lose in a fight within a week

(Somebody ring the alarm)
Repetition of the urgent call for help