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Running everything west of the Mississippi
Its the unseen pulling strings wit my pinky ring
We got  your woman so pucker up
Fo we fuck her up
Bow down
Running everything west of the Mississippi
Its the unseen pulling strings wit my pinky ring
We got  your woman so pucker up
Fo we fuck her up
Bow down
the TV screen
By any means, wasn't trying to offend or come between
Her personal life, I was like "it need to be told
Cursing the life of 20 generations
realer than the TV screen
By any means, wasn't trying to offend or come between
Her personal life, I was like "it need to be told
Cursing the life of 20
Running everything west of the Mississippi
Its the unseen pulling strings wit my pinky ring
We got  your woman so pucker up
Fo we fuck her up
Bow down
When they lacking divine
Inspiration
Running out of topics of conversation
Well I drop it in the pocket because rocking's my occupation
I do it
from my heart
It's running silent and angry and deep
It's there in my eyes and it's all I can say
Come on look at me and read 'em and weep

Read 'em
her Bill? 
She's ill 
Nah she's

[Chorus]

Oh my god! Pete Ellis! Oh! 

Its cold theres a new top girl on row 
Running ting running ting
her Bill? 
She's ill 
Nah she's

[Chorus]

Oh my god! Pete Ellis! Oh! 

Its cold theres a new top girl on row 
Running ting running ting
daddy's gone
Rabbit come home, why ya left us all alone?
But I'm coming man
Just wait at the gates, I'ma be running man
Arms open, eyes wide, full
The Arrival 
Leaving by the same door from which he had come in, 
He finds some sort of freaks ghetto on the other side. 
When they catch sight
fuck around
If a nigga ain't got no money for Lay, I'll come around
Ain't it funny how niggas turn funny-style
When they think they fall in trinkets,
Running everything west of the Mississippi
Its the unseen pulling strings wit my pinky ring
We got  your woman so pucker up
Fo we fuck her up
Bow down
Yo, I be that young fly fellow, got thorough
Down for denaro, hit everything in the Triburo
And I'm the newest member of the Bad Boy team
clicks come to brawl, everything I hit fall 
Niggas play sick wid y'all, wit me they ain't sick at all 
No matter how big or small, I get rid of ya'll
the shotty got 'em running from the paparazzi
 
Lodi dodi when the feds come and doom your party
Cracker in the back don't you know it's Illuminati
Ain't
Running everything west of the Mississippi
Its the unseen pulling strings wit my pinky ring
We got  your woman so pucker up
Fo we fuck her up
Bow down
And overflow the trauma center
So recommend ya to think twice
FitnRedi dishin out rhymes by the slice
But of course
There's a price  
For everything now
And with
the entertainment
Everything we drop you know is flaming
Straight to the top is where we aiming
Changing the game is what we claiming

We the best around
Let
We try our best to survive, 
We ain't running away
And keep our heads to the sky, 
God will never lead us astray
It's that stress and depression
Running everything west of the Mississippi
Its the unseen pulling strings wit my pinky ring
We got  your woman so pucker up
Fo we fuck her up
Bow down
me you running fo yo life
Cause you ran your mouth MOUTH

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We can sang or we can bang
It ain't no game we untamed
Whether its fame or we
through
Drive by, way far, and everything'll be groovy 
Then you pester me? Yo I'ma tell ya like the Nubians 
Move on black brother move on 
You gotta
into forever
Would we not notice the turbulence
That no longer waits? 

First he comes
From on a hill
Then he's running
Throughout the town
Then
when you get it,
Hit me back you already know my number

When I eat that pussy I got that meat cleaver (?)
Nigga, I just come when I see blood