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All I wanted was a peace of mind
On the hunt for the cash like it's Easter Time
I ain't make it yet, gotta keep on grindin 
Bet I run for the check

I run up a bag and I thought I done fumbled
I run up a bag and I thought I done fumbled
I run up a bag and I thought I done fumbled
I hear all

Yeah, I said that shit, yeah
Yeah
Uh, bitch, I'm feeling like I'm G.O.K.U
I might run down on you broke dudes

I'll be out of town on you locals
She

anyone who come revin'
You don't get it I'm telling you to run like dumb ditty dumb ditty ditty dumb fuck 
Even Rev Run said it
I'm ridiculous in my rage

Karma

The Black Eyed Peas

Behind the Front

1998

life while you gasp for air
The echo of the "fuck you" that boomerangs to hurt your loved ones
The thief that held your son, held by ransom

Karma

The Black Eyed Peas

Shut Up [UK CD]

2003

gasp for air
The echo of the "fuck you" that boomerangs to hurt your loved ones
The thief that held your son, held by ransom
The pervert that raped

don't love these hoes
I was fucking that hoe on the floor in a airbnb on tour
Aye pass that lil bitch ima score watch me treat that slut like a slhore
I

'm gon stay
No matter the cost I claim this land
I ain't gon run cause you threatened me
My fathers died so I can be free
Now, I'm gon fight and I'm gon

not compete
Cut 'em with a cold flow on this beat
So throw ya party, I'll keep grinding, day by day and week by week, uh
Too slow, always one step ahead

a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
With no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way

a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
Wit no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way

2 Glocks

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

BTNHResurrection

2000

the fuck is mine
My nigga I'll take it
Grab a player hater by the neck, choke him out and try to break it
Gimme your money, drop them keys
It's a jack

snitching we go down lil bitch you better close yo mouth
And I used to not be on shit but lil bitch I run it now

Niggas say they solid but they run they

stop)
Keepin' her cause she knows how to top that (Ok)
Keepin' her cause she knows when I want that (Ok)
If you want it lil baby, I can cop that (Uh-huh)

Hit and Run

George Jones

Memories of Us

1975

the damages all've been done
Our love is gone forever cause you're a hit and run.

Yes, by accident I love you butr you're a hit and run

might run up on some shit uh
Run up on some shit
I might run up on a bitch uh
Run up on a hoe
Keep them bitches in the cold uh
Already had enough

Spin this block, then run him back
Like, home alone on Christmas, nigga
Fuck Macauly Cockin, man that nigga ain't special
I was home alone too
Out here

Able God I worship you
Able God I honor you
Able God I call on you
Able God I run to you

The God that answers by fire I worship you
The God that

straddle no fists
And this bitch go both ways (this bitch go both)
Treat the glizzy like Lil Baby, I wave this bitch like, "Hey" (grrah)
I don't usually

jams, it jams
I run up and give em these hands on hands
Lil nigga, my bitch from the land Japan
I'm fuckin' with bitches that dance to dance
Then fuck

life?"
Gotta stand ten toes at all times
Life's a gamble so I gotta roll the dice
Niggas plottin' gotta keep on by my side
Switch blade chop him up that's

empty by the lampshade
I'm out of Excedrin again, great
Too early to tell, but at this rate
I'm thinkin' this might be a bad day
I walk out

school
You know lil' Jeff from way back
She said I know, I see
But still can you believe that (Yeah)
Count it up
Count it up
Count it up
I count them

dose of my rap dope
So I ease up on the tightrope
I run the match like I'm taking some payment
And putting you wannabe fuckers on blast
Bounce