Run Run

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Qualm] What I'm up to, not sure homie, just tryna live Situation is critical, got me ducking the pigs I gotta smoke mad boom just to calm my wig Let me gather my thoughts, hold on, pause for a min' Motherfucker I'ma be here 'til the end Alpha Omega, the end to begin, begin to the end The last one in a race the first to win Earth under my Timbs, stomach rumbling, touching my ribs Clap you bastards, rap you on blast (*screaming*) Total devastation, natural disaster My dudes stay plastic, zoned off the madness The evil that men do, we let loose the savage Introduce you to tragic (motherfucker!) I done bark with a bite like a Mastiff I'm not for all that bullshit, I'm not trying to have it Burnin' heavy, breathe fire like a dragon [Chorus] Run run, run run, run run, duck, shoot What I'm up to, whatever the fuck I wanna do Try a little thug music, bump it dog, fuck to it Run up in his crib and show him what the gun flu is It's run run, run run, run run, duck, shoot Run run, run run, run run, duck, shoot What I'm up to, whatever the fuck I wanna do Try a little thug music, bump it dog, fuck to it Run up in his crib and show him what the gun flu is [Verse 2: Knowledge] I'm the hottest thing to hit the streets since blacktop Special black ops type to murder a matlock Don't put it past, I keep eyeing the stash spot Click clack pow, there he lies in the grass to rot A casket box fit for a bitch or a kid No witnesses, just the crickets pissing in wind Snitch on a friend, grow gills with fish who swim Penciling men, obituaries switchin' his friends Missing his limbs, I bet he mad he off in a Hefty bag Dressed in black and dodging a chopper and I got plenty gas Loadin' each clip just as fast as I empty mags They closin' me in, duck through traffic while cars pass I laugh, you pigs ain't caught on yet Ha! You feel it right? I strike with the left one for a lesson Buck the town like Smif-N-Wessun My aggression is a force to be reckoned So duck quick when lead spits ingested [Chorus] Run run, run run, run run, duck, shoot What I'm up to, whatever the fuck I wanna do Try a little thug music, bump it dog, fuck to it Run up in his crib and show him what the gun flu is It's run run, run run, run run, duck, shoot Run run, run run, run run, duck, shoot What I'm up to, whatever the fuck I wanna do Try a little thug music, bump it dog, fuck to it Run up in his crib and show him what the gun flu is [Verse 3: Lord Lhus] Brain ready, insane machete, I get paper Yo, I spit a razor off in the vapors Slick like alligator, toast to the caper Put a shell in your major, know when to save ya Send 'em to Box City, my block the committee Stay ready, who fuckin' with me pocket the pennies Drunk off the Rémy, rocks with me, let me hold your ox quickly So I can make 'em dance, break backwards from a handshake Pimp slap, tap his jaw, cast him in a damn lake Drop lines like fishermen, punch 'em 'til my hands break Feed 'em to the wolves, the season end soon Bloodshed and doom, encased in tombs Motherfuckers is doomed 'cause there's nothing to do Nothing to lose, fuck you Mom Dukes and cousins too Dick in your boot, you mentioning who? Not motherfucker [Outro] Run, yo, run run run, duck motherfuck, shoot