Lyrics

[Verse 1] We are the young black explorers, no country is safe when We invade the borders of any foreign nation To tear stages like archaeological excavations It's child's play, we bring the pacifier with the playpen Say friend, I really and truly feel it's my duty To steal land from these boujee MCs that don't move me Draw maps on my loose sleeve, commander and crew chief Conquer continents like Amerigo Vespucci I'm about to flip, where's my whip? Q, pass it to me I'll bе Quick Draw McGraw, you be Baba Looey Let's start whipping thеse herbs into submission And slay crews that try to play you out of position Listen, we came to tax and somebody's gotta pay (Where there's a whip there's a way, okay? We want the gold and the loot, not tomorrow but today Where there's a whip there's a way, okay?) Now, coincidentally, I give off energy, both physically and mentally And share fine memories of both my allies and enemies Before I leave a country I'll make sure they remember me 'Cause I'll liberate the natives and blow up the nearest embassy [Chorus] I took two steps forward, he took two steps back I was like, "Yo, chill" and Q said "Let's attack" I'll bring the compass, Q, you bring the map Pay attention, listen, watch the whip crack I took two steps forward, he took two steps back I was like, "Yo, chill", nah, son, let's attack I'll bring the compass, Q, you bring the map Pay attention, listen, watch the whip crack [Verse 2] Oh no! I'm not De Soto, Marco Polo and uh, Valdés, Cortés nor Vasco da Gama Run with this, when it comes to trips I'm the best planner Cousin, I keeps it rugged like the mountains of Montana This is the new world, but not even Columbus would want this He'd have to run quick or be tracked down and hunted I run with Aborigines, we's the wrong ones to mess with Send Italy this message: "Exit or get your neck slit." And if so, may you all suffer from ripped throats Look at my whip go, when I flip notes You can invade me with navies or mortars, ships, boats I use Hip Hop what it was made for, wage war like the Hyksos And I still release (you better dead that), man, I kill the beef The buffalo, the ox cow, the bison and the wildebeest You'll feel the heat from your CDs to your record players When I blow spots with my thermal nuclear detonator Lyrically clever since the third grade Hijacking Canadian ships the French used in the fur trade But I just wanna flip tracks, listen as my whip cracks This nigga rush the stage, I had to hit him with the pick axe Yo where is the red carpet, you better prepare it for me 'Cause I come well prepared in enemy territory [Chorus/Outro] I took two steps forward, he took two steps back I was like, "Yo, chill" and Q said "Let's attack" I'll bring the compass, Q, you bring the map Pay attention, listen, watch the whip crack I took two steps forward, he took two steps back I was like, "Yo, chill", nah, son, let's attack I'll bring the compass, Q, you bring the map Pay attention, listen, watch the whip crack