Run It (исполнитель: Slaine & Statik Selektah)

[Verse 1]

Listen, I don’t know what’s real and what isn’t
My alcoholism’s a prison, my rhythm is possessed
I’m the devil in the flesh, exorcism is next
My x-ray vision is infested with , [bad word]  and Techs
I’m a star when I rock and roll
I can knock em home with my dome
So [bad word] cold my ? and my vodka ?
Raspberry got me barking so dark and cold
I’m a poet going going gold holding on his [bad word] and balls
Singing every note that I wrote the octave off
Push you off your [bad word] pedestal, they tell me knock it off
Pocket’s poor, raping rap music till my [bad word] is soft
Married to this life, it’s a wonder that I’m not divorced
Copping whores four in the morning and I’m coughing hoarse
Hanging out the window shooting [bad word] shotguns off
This is who I am and I’m always setting drama off [bad word] the twelve steps, I’mma throw you off your momma’s porch
 [bad word] 

Your whips, your [bad word]  your wristwatch, your chain
Cadillac Escalade, it’s not the same
We thieves with deep beef and pickpocket change [bad word] your [bad word] [bad word] it)

Your whips, your [bad word]  your wristwatch, your chain
Cadillac Escalade, it’s not the same
We thieves with deep beef and pickpocket change [bad word] your [bad word] [bad word] it)

[Verse 2]

Yo you can tell that we’re fools by the [bad word] that we choose
Man I’m going for the gusto I keep telling these dudes
I’m either getting rich, dead, or rocking felony shoes
I ain’t Boston George so [bad word] him and Penelope [bad word] Listen, this isn’t vicious enough, this is a mixture of [bad word] I [bad word] the system all up, this is a picture of us
I never [bad word] in a cup, can’t fit my wrists in the cuffs
I don’t believe in the law, I didn’t listen enough
You should be listening up, I got a pistol that’s tough
I got an AK, [bad word] barely fits in the [bad word] I’m throwing fits when I’m [bad word]  I’m going spaz with the gats
I came so far I laugh while you fathom the fact
I passionately pattern a track, rats imagine I’m back
Imagining that as I add another stack [bad word] society, they’re telling me I should calm down probably
But I’m notorious like a Charlestown robbery
 [bad word]
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