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Jamaica slide by
Slide down now
Slide up now
To the right
To the left
Now bounce

Run the track
Run the track
Run the track
It's bobsled time 
Run the track

Boy I'm
Boy I'm bout to drop a bomb in it
Uh huhh!

Boy I'm 'bout to drop a bomb
Bitch you better run
Boy I'm 'bout to drop a bomb
Bitch you better

best
On the other side like a duplex
If you haven't yet, fear the ruthless
Visual or auditorial
Memorials are formed by us 
And for the ones 
Earning

symphonic acoustic
My Wikipedia just said it, I'm multimedia
When you are O2 arena
You made it then it's crazy
And now you got rock stadiums
I played

spitters
I run my city
You run from willies
Like blunts or phillys
I smoke these faggot Milli Vanilli's
My niggas be with me
Putting the streets on my tracks

Hot Shit Makin' Ya Bounce

Busta Rhymes

Extinction Level Event (The Final World Front) [Clean]

1998

around, just bounce around, come on

Yeah nigga this shit here be the boss of me
None of you all niggas is ready run go see the pharmacy
Prepare for

just bounce around
C'mon
Yeah nigga this shit here be the boss of me
None of y'all niggas is ready
Run go see the pharmacy
Prepare for the coming

yourself, and you're set
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way flip hair

Ooh, there ain't no other way
Baby, I was born this way!
Baby, I was born

And study Full Sail
And all the fuckin haters
Well they can go to hell
Yeah, taking over the rap game
Track by track yeah that's the plan
Already used that

impress I just kick down doors
So wake up little man this is a whole new war
Wow, I used to run around the alma mater
And now I'm chilling feeling silk

run up my kills, new gun
Bout to climb up this hill my man
They don't see the shit that you go through
They don't see the shit that you go through

Run

Witches gimme luck
And more for a buck
Darker than muck! 
Skin got me struck
Eyebrows plucked

Play me like a schmuck
She let me run the track
She played me

sippin' like i'm in the pub or the club
stylin' of mp multimedia and the mp drug

한국래퍼
한국사는외국인래퍼 다 댐벼 in the tracks
많이 체크했어 이 길에서 뒤진 rapper
후딱 치워 부족하지

the racks, know how to cover her tracks
Shorty gone get to the bag, run up the racks, know how to cover her tracks
She in my phone under young ratchet
That

too fast
Like I'm in a track meet
I can't even breathe
Dog nipping at my feet
All I hear is claws scratching hard on concrete
You better run from that

funeral because I done murdered you on this computer though
I will never lose this flow
Nor will you throw me off track
This my 9 to 5, 24/7
Once I'm done,

Bitch you wrong, if think you really gone (really gone)
They ain't keepin' up with Nox, bitch I run the track (run the track)
Bout to leave 'em in

vision captures all of the wildlings
I'm wildly inspired by anime
That has a protagonist with limitless power
Cause every time I'm done with a track
I

when I speak it be all facts
Had to represent this track made by Platinum Statz
Platinum records only thing what I'm dropping homie
Something special I'm

handle defeat
They wanna dim your light
And make you retreat
You're an African child
Your roots run deep
Can never be tamed
Shaka Zulu to the man
Bom Bom

it run it up run it Run it Run it run it up
I’ll run it up just like a track star
I fuck it up you pussy nigga you just act hard
When we were youngins

When you chasing your desires
Like
Run it up
Run it up
Like your running through the fire
Like
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Ya ya
Run it up
Run it up

They say money money money money money Talk a lot
I don't hear these broke ass niggas
Cause they tryna take my spot
You act funny when you 'round me

ya
Our business; nun ya
We strapped like gunna's
And shock like thunder
Opposite of bottom
You know this one got em
Track runner, I run it up