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They behind us now, backin' around Tryna come and lock us down And every other new step that I take, I'm just praying for solid ground You can keep on coming for as long as you want, cause you can never have this sound It's all yours if you catch us slippin' For now, the night is ours and we're manning it proud We never run Run, run, run We never run Run, run, run (Yeah!) (Ya-huh!) We never run But we surely do run things My snake and bat family been known to do fun things Like blacken the sun rings, snack on assumptions These babble rappers madder that I'm claiming the one king The king of the Netscape, smashing your backboard Dunkin' on discussions from these two cent crack whores Every bar I pen is like a hook to a glass jaw My legacy's hats off you miserable jack-offs And they got the nerve to turn it down a bit Cause the sound they kick is counterfeit and I don't think they proud of it Not one bit, they whisper to one-six Letras de cancionesAnd think we do not hear them, they can suck a two-ton dick Opposition poppin' they lip in proper position For stoppin' our commission but cannot lock a condition It's funny how they thought we were done, we just begun I won't stop until I know that we won, give me some We never run Run, run, run We never run Run, run, run We never run But we surely do run things Scramble in Miami for them family functions Handle any damage and don't hang on assumptions We strangle any angle can't stand with no punk shit I move slow when the rush hits And hustle when he count sheep, lyin' unconscious Me and the [?] fam get drunk and obnoxious Whenever backstage, and these places are awesome How much gas in the tank? How much dank in the lab? How much Jack have I drank? Well we burnin' oils after midnight with the band We just the back of the class Singin' songs for the cash We living life too fast and so we always keep running, I'm a marathon man I keep observing poets panic from the start Tryna compensate for the fake carbon-counter part But I'm never lost when he got them damaging the park And we keep gettin' quicker from the sprints in the dark They say there's levels to this So I'm tryna climb up quick Cause the second-hand comin' no matter how well he 'quipped This one's for the ones pounding sneakers on bricks Drink water cause you ain't seen shit... From Letras Mania