Artist: Chi-Ali f/ Dove Album: The Fabulous Chi-Ali Song: Roadrunner Typed by: scott_rodkey@hotmail.com Verse 1: Chi-Ali I be the Chi, oh who I be No matter cause the serve say tre on a dime platter Batter up batter boy, joy to the world Get goosed by the Footloose crew and the youth Back your brother Bam Bam, here comes the stool with more What you hear will come clear Fix up the mommy doo, jams that I adore Making it clear to all ears You wanna grab a yolk, don't choke on the young one Come here I come, here I kiddy come come Me not ??? yo ways in the days That come, lay low, and then you get some I'm around you on the neck for respect You didn't want to cash in, so I'm mashin Level from the low mumbo jumbo They be splashing, and I be asking Wanna swing a chop-shop rhyme by the pack? That's a no no coyote, look how ya act After I step on, you'll be stepping all in it Cause I'm the roadrunner running things Chorus: Dove Cool it coyote, I'm the roadrunner running things (Repeat 4x) Verse 2: Chi-Ali So on after Jabberjaw and for sure I rhymes any rhymes, I rhyme for sure Pashes to bashes, bigger figure here Ashes to ass, I trigger niggas here Coyotes learn I burn every time It's my turn, seems like a perfect But is it worth it? Better be, better G Than the next wrecks, or else I get vexed No how did this adept kid turn rap? All hips wanna flip when they check the stat But 40 ain't the shorty to be guzzling with I'm out to get paid so I sip lemonade The ruffian youth with the pocket full of poof So don't check the label, you're liable to goof I work wonders, put a drumbeat to thunder Rhyme like a rain, lay low and maintain Break the batter boy with my rat-tat-tatta toy Don't block the roadrunner boy, son enjoy A talk from a New York brother in a swing It's the roadrunner running things Chorus Verse 3: Chi-Ali My problem coyote? I wrote this hit This for the doggy doggy step right out Don't flow the ritual puppy just sit Soon comes a mini rhyme, in styles out I funk the whole pile, wicked and wild Must I profile? Well not by the mile I got you nagging, bragging, that the Chi was raggin But I grin and just smile So listen real close, the brother might boast Although I appear as the guest and the host No need for all the lingering and loitering When the roadrunner's running things Chorus