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I’m runnin', runnin' through the jungle runnin' like a slave through the underground tunnel told y'all niggas better get these bitches cause i spit till my lips need 16 stitches uh. i am, lyrical intrusion, you bitches can’t see me like i’m really an illusion i hop upon your face and do my motherfucking twostep till i knock the meat out like a motherfucking toothpick uh, i’m nasty nigga, like nas, like kim, like cassie bitches like i’m fucking chris dope or that raspy nigga or the skin on the feet of a ashy nigga i am, whatever they say i am bumpin' like the asses on them thick bitches at stadiums fuck them other bitches i sound better in the place of them i kill this shit this the motherfucking requiem sick bitch, chicken noodle soup face comes from overseas like a motherfucking crusade crack rock and you hit it till your nose hurts rooftop, brooklyn, made this shit in covert i run new york, i run new york uh, i run far away from here bitches gonna miss me like they miss they momma dear ya'll a bunch of bitches getting plastic just for nothing let me burn ya ass up and the put you some dirt. Letras de canciones im sorry but imma take ya ass to hell now runnin' my bitches and you niggas so quir now. i love it when these bitches know i don't worship them cause i don't here not a song or a verse from 'em. my desire in the mist of the dream round niggas and i spit eating all these rap ass bitches and you niggas i sit with a big dick nigga and you niggas illitrate like some fucking slow bitches no mercy im bad and all you can catch me out in va on way to ny yeah i see you don't speak bitch you. sick bitch, chicken noodle soup face comes from overseas like a motherfucking crusade crack rock and you hit it till your nose hurts rooftop, brooklyn, made this shit in covert. i run new york, i run new york, i run new york, i run new york. i’m lyrical criminal general take shots, but never subliminal don’t stop, forever continual runnin' and runnin' but never in intervals can't even stomach the shit that i'm gonna do ya'll niggas run with the shit that i'm givin' you if you front, i’m gonn put and end to you i’m like scorpion, bitch i will finish you make it nasty, real, real nasty swear you bitches runnin' like you will get past me won’t happen, you bitches could get on, when i’m off it try to cross me now, you be gone in a coffin it’s just me, myself and i talk tough shit and i’ma beat you till you die ask why, because i’m better than you’ll ever be that’s why shit make your shit seems lighter than heavy d sick bitch, chicken noodle soup face comes from overseas like a motherfucking crusade crack rock and you hit it till your nose hurts rooftop, brooklyn, made this shit and cover i run new york, i run new york, i run new york, i run new york. (Thanks to Jordan for these lyrics) From Letras Mania