Run Your Trap

Yeah Ah! Keep running ya trap mother fuckas Ha ha Are we gonna have a problem? I think not! I think not. Yeah You wanna run ya trap? Your really wanna go do that? Thunder Clap! Have them all running back Who the fuck you coming at? What you spit is fucking Wack! And perhaps These facts Will make fake niggahs collapse You wanna run ya trap? Your really wanna go do that? Thunder Clap! Have them all running back Who the fuck you coming at? What you spit is fucking Wack! And perhaps These facts Will make fake niggahs collapse I get the impression That pressures Building in my presence And your pretending Is pretentious And that of a peasant So I print With perfect penmanship In this profession Protesting That you pay some penance For not paying attention And this is The penalty phase You're left to deal With my unsettling ways Pump action shotguns Erasing your face How could friends Be so fake? It's cause they're frenemies Yes! They ain't meant to saved What he say? What? What? How could friends be so fake? It's cause they're frenemies Hey They're just meant to betray They could stay far away And once They've all gone away They'll be embalmed in a wake There's no honor For snakes Ssssssss! You wanna run ya trap? Your really wanna go do that? Thunder Clap! Have them all running back Who the fuck you coming at? What you spit is fucking Wack! And perhaps These facts Will make fake niggahs collapse You wanna run ya trap? Your really wanna go do that? Thunder Clap! Have them all running back Who the fuck you coming at? What you spit is fucking Wack! And perhaps These facts Will make fake niggahs collapse Surpassing All expectations And actually amazing You're faking And I'm rapping Better than anyone You're naming You're just hating Ain't no debating Ain't no conversations You throw shade And no one's waiting For that garbage You're making What I'm saying Is You should be On suicide watch This is do or die So move aside And just STOP Guess who arrived? As I arise Like the lunar tide From the start You should be Euthanized For the art We could be unified You and I But you got no heart My defense Picked up on you Like a leukocyte I'm so smart I knew you was a Judas But you could NEVER Crucify the God! You wanna run ya trap? Your really wanna go do that? Thunder Clap! Have them all running back Who the fuck you coming at? What you spit is fucking Wack! And perhaps These facts Will make fake niggahs collapse You wanna run ya trap? Your really wanna go do that? Thunder Clap! Have them all running back Who the fuck you coming at? What you spit is fucking Wack! And perhaps These facts Will make fake niggahs collapse You wanna go ahead And run, run Run Your Trap, trap Go ahead And Run Your Trap Said You wanna go ahead And run, run Run Your Trap, trap Go ahead And Run Your Trap Said You wanna go ahead And run, run Run Your Trap, trap Go ahead And Run Your Trap Said You wanna go ahead And run, run Run Your Trap, trap Make fake niggahs collapse Lay you Right on your back! Go ahead And get jacked! Run that! Fuck around Your neck Gets snapped! That's a fact Uh huh You and your family Gets clapped! Yeah The one and only MC Drastyck Meaxurez Uh huh Yeah All my Haters Can suck a dick Ha! Go fuck yourselves Yeah I keep spitting I keep winning Yeah, yeah, yeah The Hardest Lyrical Street Poet Lyrical Street Poet Publishing Yeah, yeah Twenty thirty Here we come! Here we come Yeah