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You stand with your hand on your waist line
It's a scene and we're out here in plain sight
I can hear them whisper as we pass by
It's a bad sign,

Running

Flame

The 6th

2012

serving and working hard
Cause it's true you can recognize a tree by it's fruit
And I'm trying to bear mine no spare time
Every time this record play run

the fields all day and we train
And yo bitch get run by a train
All my diamonds they put you to shame
In the world yea you will know pain
Don't compare me

a snack
Whole squad by the bow up, that's a fact
Most people try to tell me, "Frost
You can't rap"
But then I see them on the low
Vibin' to my tracks
Yeah,

Back lot, smoking ganja with feinds
Crack spots, taken by the police
Stay rhyming, perfect timing
Kill a track and blaze hell
Talk shit you don't know me

to make a statement while we run it from the basement
While you searching for your placement
I'm layin' tracks, you workin' hard at TJ Max
I'm livin' free,

Tell Your Friends

Jadakiss

Hell and Back

2004

produced the track

So another line bout a gun motherfucker 
And I'm a pass one to you, blast one through you
You don't got adrenaline, ass run through

old one (Who run it)
Came up out that fire holding
This AK like it was golden
Now I'm just rolling and trolling
I don't have the time yea, you can't

Tell the DJ run it up some more, we want all the spins
Tell the DJ run it up... 

Dropped the first track last autumn 
We been runnin' ever since

on the beat, and I run like a track star
The game is my child, I left it a bastard
So, far ahead cuz I got this shit mastered

Achuu let me start by spreading

'Cause some people chase the world other people let the world chase them, yo

We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)(Yeah)

Yeah, can you hear it?
I

spat was exact
I'm not here to run my mouth over these tracks
I'm here to tell stories I lived through my raps
This how you do it put Aus on the map

I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key

DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me

I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key

DJ

let you reign
I've made up my mind
I'm not turning back
The winds of your love
Got me on the right track
I step out of the way
And let him reign
I've

a taxi Honestly, I'm trying to fuck a backseat
I run up just like a athlete my team gone run up them hundreds like track meets
Heard you the plug got

the temperature but
Next thing I know
I'm drownin'

This here for the sun seekers (run the track)

What makes you think
I'm not in love?
How could you know

on the track bitch)
(Boom)
Before the cops come
Run nigga run from the shotgun
Young nigga dumb
And he got one
Got a white man’s daughter in they hot tub
Run

are the foxes (I-I-I-I, I-I-I-I)
And we run

Baby, I know places we won't be found and they'll be
Chasing their tails tryin' to track us down

Always wanna spit shit at me
It's almost like they tryna track me
It's almost like they tryna track me
P-p-prisoner of my own thoughts
Even though I am my

waiting for? I blaze them all I'm past hot
Fuck you, fuck your team, fuck your mascot
Trash talk talk trash walk past but don't look
I can tell by the vibes

Sugar & Spice

Icon for Hire

Icon for Hire

2013

I have
The list of what's wrong runs way too long and I had no idea 'til you came
Along
Over and over
Track on repeat (track on repeat)
There's

the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got

Book of Black Dreams

Deadsy

Phantasmagore

2006

Floating pride with numbered leaves
You're reminded of the things behind you

It's everytime you feel you're getting by
It's anytime that the oceans will run

no freezer
Ain't moving Keys my name not Alicia
Fuck it up, run it up
Fuck it up, run it up
Fuck it up, run it up
Fuck it up, run it up

Girl you