I Songtext
von Marcus Armstrong

Run it up, run it up, run it up
BACK THE FUCK UP
Run it up, run it up, run it up
BACK THE FUCK UP
Run it up, run it up, run it up
BACK THE FUCK UP
Run it up, run it up, run it up
BACK THE FUCK UP


I′ve been on the scene a minute, friends keep wondering why
I ain't drop no shit, I don′t like this shit. I'm not that type of guy
What do I rhyme with this or that, is that for this? Or maybe I
I ain't got this shit, but fuck this shit still hoping maybe I
Can get away, get away. Post up for a day, lay tracks like trains then I
Could just drop this shit EP, Mixtape, see if this might hit or I
Could give up on this, 9 to 5 is the way, everyday, or maybe I
Could give it all that I′ve got, if it′s all I've got. Ima take a shot, so
Here we go again
Lemme say it one time
We were never friends
Do you catch my vibe
However this ends
Know you got one shot
I hope that you don′t miss
Cuz my bullets gon' hit, nigga

Back in this... Like black ′lacs spinning round the block and you know that we be clapping shit
I'm off the shits. School buss, Zans, nigga I′m the man, so I'm never living pacifist
So say praise to the lord, cuz it's God sent
And never bring it up if you ain′t really gon′ be bout that
Niggas never giving praise where it's due
I got that
You′ll never hear from me when we're through
I′m like that, so I tell em

Run it up, run it up, run it up
BACK THE FUCK UP
Run it up, run it up, run it up
BACK THE FUCK UP
Run it up, run it up, run it up
BACK THE FUCK UP
Run it up, run it up, run it up
BACK THE FUCK UP
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