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run the game to the max
I'mma run this thing to the max
I'mma put my flame on the track
And nothing you can do
When I still got more that I can prove

Yo Mbm
You also know its scartan

Look I Been counting my racks
And then I put them all on stacks
And you know that from my tracks
and my tracks were

perfect
I can’t ever be perfect


Ya I feel the track all day
No matter what the people say
Walking to the edge and jump into it
Catch me if you can but I’m

something
The sun going down, close my eyes and run from it
I run from it. I run from it. I run from it
If you like it then I love it
Let’s hang around town

RTD dropped we made a new hit
Don't worry bro because you ain't got a permit
Trying to bag Molly when she grinding up on Schmidt (that's Luke by the way

fool about it
If they havn't heard my name
Then trust me, soon they'll shout it
Cuz if you didn't notice
On every track I go sick
I'd have the game in my

Severe Punishment

Wu-Tang Clan

Wu-Tang Forever

1997

I despise your killing, and raping
You're despicable

Are you, my judge?

It's just you should be punished
I'm going to chop off your arm, so

to the pastor
I don't know if we're gonna go faster Run away, run away to the pastor
I don't know, I don't know
Bridge/End
You were on my mind
I guess I just lost

Apparent to the throne
Can't run in the Serengeti in the
Young and I'm ions beyond the box
Flow free on
But still will Ghost Recon a cop
So phenomenal by

Until I'm making something happen gotta stay on track
Living under the sun amongst the stars where I wanna be
I'm calling home tell my family that I found

want me back
I said "nah bitch you only see me
With those fuckin' bands" (yеah)
You only know the time is right
When I'm by my lonely
Please don't be

I don't fuck with them
I don't like how people try and run my shit, I run it then
Grab him by the face pull my knife and I rub it in
Fuck it, imma

positive, everybody remain negative
Why don't they just let me live, it's my prerogative
Everybody out here, stay solid on your track
You only get one shot

positive, everybody remain negative
Why don't they just let me live, it's my prerogative
Everybody out here, stay solid on your track
You only get one shot

you make a sound
Run away from ya troubles like a track meet
You want that bullet exactly where ya tracks meet
We got two different goals two different

Go Crazy
Go Stupid
Go Crazy
Go Stupid
Go Crazy
Go Stupid
Let's go

Boom
Blackout
City shut down
When the tracks out
Perk up when you hear my name

Shit... This another Klassix banger
Cooked By Con
Slap your momma in her fuckin' neck. Gang

Came for that bag now we running it up
Unless you got

I pray to God that the law don't run up
I pray that the opps ain't poppin' at me when they gun up
I'm working these tracks from the night til sun up

Aye
Yuh
Aye
Riddle me this
I got a question
You always run it back
Can't learn a lesson
You must've had it bad
I see you stressin'
And now I'm in my

And a million lines
I done lapped these niggas
'Bout a million times
You ain't stepping nigga I'm the finish line
By any means, I promise I'm gettin' mine like

Uh

"It's Mr N on that track"

indeed it is, man..

(Verse 1)

..keep it on repeat..
Relax, it's Mr N, yo
Just come on in, no need to tip toe
You

I could just send you the link
Meet round 10 for the link
Always gotta call on my phone
Never my gram for the link
Skate by all of my bros
10 new

yeah)

Run it up run it up run it up run it up
Yea we gone run it up
Yea we gone run it up
N***** can’t fuck wit us

How I run up the bag it’s a track

by my damn walk
Throw that ass in a circle
Bitch make that ass talk

Run run it up my bitches is fine as fuck (fuck)
If that nigga choosing then you