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your man

Somethin' like Kris Parker
My Uzi weigh a ton
Hundred niggas on the track
Then you know I'll be the one
To tell niggas to suck cock
Run and get

Come on, come on
So we run run run

For the first track man, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Eh Yo Clic Clak, real attitude de black
Full critère mais retiens

A little too turnt, cause I'm tired of being conscious
Her booty moving like a track meet, when she pop it
Girl you running on my mind, you must run

Back in the days we gat no shoes
Steady I dey grind for better days
I dey my track I dey run my race
Back in the days we got no clothes
Back in the days

selling you sold (What), I don't know the cost (Aye, yea)
Had run it like a track race (Track)
Know LLG we in first place 
me and the squad we gon' make it

! Cops got, guns!
They givin' out life like by the tons
Run! If you ain't do shit, you it
That next felony, nigga, it's like three zip
So, run! Hop

others
Which only makes me smarter
The harder you make my road
Larger blessings set to bestow
In abundance from misleading
The muthafuckas you run

music pretty comical prolly why they’re looking at you funny
Simply tracking back on all of your tracks well its ego supported by money
Run run running,

attack, one way trap
You stop my veins right on their tracks
But they run right back to you, yeah
They just run right back to you, yeah 
You say you're mine

my belt
when the worlds collide I put it in my chest pocket
Sip it when it brews, forget whatever set of rules

Back on track
Back on track
I run laps

Tracks Run Through the City

Jerry Jeff Walker

Five Years Gone

1969

whispered lines
Broken only by the ancient railroad ties

Chorus:
Out where the tracks run through the city
Tracks run through the city
I want to be on that

it back
Why you running run it back
Stupid dumb hoe you off track
Give it up it's a wrap
Run it
Run it
Run it back
Run it
Run it
Run it back

Stop

give me the mic I'm gon' run that shit
Wombat and the NERVE and we
Ain't gonna stop till we-

T TAZ through MEL to BNE
You make the beats son we make

trick you by giving you lies and facts at the same time
Tell you the ball is your court while him a run out the clock at the same time
Same time?
Same

a move, it's gonna make a mess
So you set your foot down by the stone
You might think you're fast but I don't think so
If you make a run on the national

fill and vary
The track stand up and carry
The weight, so get it straight
It's no further debate
I could run with the best of them
When they open

vanished off
Took off, made track look easy
The walkie talkies them D.T.s had, black, they was rated P.G
Run, I will not give up, no, quick flag the car

Bad Guy [Clean]

Eminem

The Marshall Mathers LP2 [Clean] [Deluxe Edition]

2013

the bad guy
I just hate to be the bad guy (follow me, I run, follow me, I run, I run)
I just hate to be the bad

And to think I used to think you was

Bad Guy

Eminem

The Marshall Mathers LP 2

2013

and swung
Stick to the core plan, dragged to the back of a trunk
By one of your fans, irony's spectacular, huh?
Now who's a faggot, you punk?
And here's

word and break a pact

Hey, you can't get that back


Pretending to be someone you're not man stop

You know you're gonna get caught

You've got to run

I am no longer here
This track is to learn to use hope against fear
This track will be heard by a few hundred at best
So to you few I say share your

Run

Wu-Tang Clan

Disciples of the 36 Chambers: Chapter 1

2004

to peel, it's not real
Plant that as a matter of fact we crack em down
Us against brown,run fast like you ran track
Never look back push the A-C-C

strategy meets skill
It's called cribbage, and it's a classic
I'll kick your ass and I'm not being sarcastic
With the board and pegs, you keep track of your

Lucky Charms (hold on)
Beat it like you're raised on a farm (hold on)
I'm finna just run it up (hold on)
I'm finna just run it up (hold on)
I'm finna just