Yea, Original Chucks on
Laced up like I'm taking them on a run
They beggin me not to kill it I tell em I'm havin fun

They askin me how I do it I tell'em get on the real
Meaning get on ya grind, Already know whats the deal....
My Size 11 skate on the surface like hovercraft

A superhero you would think that I was a thunder cat
I run with Dennis my village callin me Son of Sam
Sick because when I come around they sss-stutterin

My body tatted they say I look like graffiti that's why I be on the road
These regulars try and read me
The way that people was starin you would think that I was a TV

And when it comes to the haters I cannot see em like Stevie
But obviously no repeats of dead rappers like 6th sense,
My competition ain't worth nothin like 6 cents,

Misfit, I swear I'm stick %#@!
You'd think I was Terry Kennedy the way I make the kick flip
Too cool, handshakes and dap

Servin all of these fools like pancakes and snacks
Whoever thought that I wouldn't do damage in the tracks
Is pulling they own legs like hamstrings and calfs.


Chorus:


I am the only....I am the only, Great White
My body looks like a Canvas, Skin is covered with Tats,
Records all be classic, Look like im in the past...

Turn the noise up.. 100 Words And Running...
Turn the noise up...What I tell these people?..
Turn the noise up.... The streets tatted on my arm,

Like im Joy Jets
I am the only....I am the only, Great White
Any time's my time, Everydays Grind time,

No chains needed, I am just a Star.. Kells!
Turn the noise up.. 100 Words And Running...
Turn the noise up...What I tell these people?.

Best Rapper Alive, Who?., Kells..Kells!

Uhh, Im so beyond my time,

The Michael Angelo of the second Millennium
I roll it up and get higher than condominiums
My rap's braille the way the people be feelin em,

Bring us to the way other side of the Mediterranean..
Back Back, EST is in the spot now
We be the crew, all of these fools tryna jock now

The type of dudes that'll make ya mouth drop down
Face's lookin Twisted like we guzzling Ciroc now,
City slickers, Of search of them bigger Figures

This is more than a game, My business be in the scrimage.
And I be with the slickest, Cause im trying to be the illest,
With the Die Hard fans like Bruce Willis.. POW! POW!

Im in the cut like Alcohol in the wound,
But im.. Trippin like I popped Adderall on the moon,
Focused..On killer tracks, Like im rapping them from the tomb.

R.I.P to this instrumental, Lighters up for the tunes,
Every morning I wake up and put my fitted on,
Which means that everyday I wake I put my city on., Yeah!

Cleveland we ready just turn the minnie on,
Kid Kells sreaming like a million.. Gone!


Chorus:

I am the only....I am the only, Great White

My body looks like a Canvas, Skin is covered with Tats,
Records all be classic, Look like im in the past...
Turn the noise up.. 100 Words And Running...

Turn the noise up...What I tell these people?..
Turn the noise up.... The streets tatted on my arm,
Like im Joy Jets

I am the only....I am the only, Great White
Anydays my time, Everydays Grind time,
No chains needed, I am just a Star.. Kells!

Turn the noise up.. 100 Words And Running...
Turn the noise up...What I tell these people?.
Best Rapper Alive, Who?., Kells..Kells!