Artist: The Rodentz Album: Rodentity Song: Rode Runner Typed by: Cno Evil [Intro: Li-Mouse] Hahaha.. yeah... this is for all my dogs This is for all my cats, this is for all my mice, kid [Chorus: sample (Li-Mouse)] Rode Runner... (uh-huh) Rode Runner... (they call us) Rode Runner... (they call me) Rode Runner... (we're the) Rode Runner... (they call me) Rode Runner... (DLC kid) Rode Runner... (DLC kid, DLC kid) [Li-Mouse] This, is, how, we roll in White Plains Ya'll wanna talk shit, it's all the same We ain't in this shit for, none of the fame But trust me, my high rollers will hold down the game I rep both sides, imports and domestic The way we move in formation, hard to digest it Fuck them over sized big shiny rims When I drop it in gear, I don't need nothing that shit ass spins H deuce deuce never get loose with the juice When I stay in front, I don't need no lame excuse Cutting corners, I rip holes into fresh tar I handle flawless, looks like I'm in a damn slot car I told yas, real low with the rotors Nigga don't let me send out the soldiers You know I got cats with big blocks that call shots And never blow spots, you know it ain't stock so just stop The Camaro boy spin tires even on the road You need more than a wiring harness to keep it under control This ain't a stroll, we give ya ass shots whole Whoops, I think I meant a hole shot Next time you come through, be ready to rock Yeah, yeah, yeah, be ready to rock, niggas, huh (If you're on a...) Be ready to rock, kid