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on the run
We'll be like fugitives
And I don't know why but it sounded like fun
She said here's the rumpus
She said here's the plan
She drew a tactical map
We

a diamond out of coal
I be holding my
Hand fulla straps
Nomadic bag packed
Tactical map when I lay the track
Plotting a path of my own back
Destination keep

In front but only because of work In the back
I float and make a vibe a soundtrack out of that
I make this for all them who gotta make it with no map

do that
Do that city on the map like the paper in the back pack
Got them screamin out like who that
Ooh vibin on the good good feelin like I 
Should

to court and beat the cases
Perform on these stages
I cop the Jordan's, tie the laces (But you better)
Listen up, I'm factual
My gun always tactical
This

Every day wishing that I'm on meds
But I'm high and I'm buzzing like a pylon's neck
My heart's picking up and I'm starting to combust
I can't find a map

wonder you ain't heard no skillion track?
(Yeah)
Big up to man like blazay I'm boutta put the city on the map (go)
The way I bust flow make a man think

wonder you ain't heard no Skillion track?
(Yeah)
Big up to man like Blazay I'm boutta put the city on the map (go)
The way I bust flow make a man think

deadly force, no time for shedding tears.

I choose my weapon, precision in my aim,
One tap headshots, leaving enemies in shame,
Bursting through the map

nourishment
Heat like the furnace is, everything I make good
The pieces fit together like a tape should
The track was like a map the way I skate through it
Real

Crisis, Grid und Villa warn echt verdammt gute Maps
Heute sind es Karten wie Cargo, Turbine, Yemen und Aftermath
Macht euch bereit, haltet euch fest
Denn

biscuits, rice and beans
We can forage for nuts and salad greens
Binoculars and topographical maps
Gold and silver coins 'cause the Fed will collapse

of glitter of and Jack Daniels family
A sack of sandy tacticals
Strapped to my back
With a pack of free radicals
Feel you more than little boys in the Vatican

pussy, go get a pap
Twin Glocks, I'm Warren Sapp
I hit your bitch, she make it clap
Ain't fuck with me 'till I got on the map
She got a big head, put that

the sky like I am David and Goliath
Oooh
I swear Im stacking the hits
Facts I'm legit
Mad with the tactical spit
When its me and Killa T you aint a fraction

THAT IS JUST WHAT I WANT YOU TO DO
Jump in that alligator trap, fade to black
Another feather in my cap, scratch your cringeworthy face
Off the map

keep a close watch
So I guess I’ll turn the game into Cinemax
My favorite passed rappers King Capital
That’s why I spit actual facts and I stay tactical

ain't tactical we bashing niggas
Have to go to way past plan
My family going off the map
No plan b when I'm makin seen money
Comin' out your brain if you

blind bat
And since we on the subject
Yo you reap what you sow
And everyone I ever loved now above or below
You getting sidetracked
Back to rap grab a map

to put my city on the map, they hated any way
Told my nigga SVN, we gone make a way
Until then, I'm off these drugs tryna fade away
Until then, I'm with

on the track so be tactical when you clap
Overlapping the ones who'd say that I'm wack I got skill attached
To my name and it's on the map and my aim is to sing

u get smacked
Niggas goofy they hanging wit rats
When u see me lil nigga dont gimme a dap
Speak on my gang u took off the map
Hit ya dreads and leave

tactical
Feasting on rappers, I'm eating like cannibals
Savage and beast, you can call me an animal
This is too easy, it comes to me natural
I'm making my

this beat no cap
Dedicated my life towards trap (mhm)
Now a high boy riding my lap (mhm)
Finding my way no map (mhm)
Thinkin bout getting that strap