't defend he only wanted a friend Now he's made something else It's so sad, no one saw it coming The paper said that he hit the ground running Oh yeah
down, cook it down You that I cook it down, cook it down Everytime I come around. Got me loooking at the crown from a birdseye view Cause I hit the ground running
So when lift this shirt that's the end of discussion Click clack motherfuckers, I ain't trying to hear nothing If you smart you gon' hit the ground running
a love that is true And each time I feel like running I come running home to you, yeah Oh, we were a little bit crazy then All heaven broke loose It hit
ass I rhyme so long, rhyme so strong I flicks my bar, sip then I swoll on Get on, the motherfucking bench And when the laws hit the corner, I hit the
, the smallest crews were enormous They hit 'em fast, with an effortless performance MCs start fleeing in flocks Especially those that's more sensitive to heat and shock We grindin', down to the bone my name grounded
They hit 'em fast, with an effortless performance MCs start fleeing in flocks Especially those that's more sensitive to heat and shock [Inspektah Deck] We grindin', down to the bone My name grounded
tryin' yo get me out my pelle, pelle They strip off my clothes and tell me "Get in my belly" Stay on the track hit the ground running like Flo-Jo Sent
Bitchs Got White Motherfucker We Run The Town! When Them Shots Be flying Niggas Diving, Dying, running Trying To hit The Ground Security Need Security
that spot that you got when you were running from the Feds I'm the heart of the page in that book that you read I'm the ground that absorbed all that
hunts for the hunt Now, that's a perfect hit right there That's a perfect shot, that's a clean kill right to the heart See that The runner running from
I do it I do it many ways Many ways, anyways, now I jump in the ride, hit side to side We slide and glide throwing up the Brown Pride So you can keep running and running
motherfucking K Yeah, shells stacking up I shot about thirty rounds Out my thrity round clip, you can even hear the sounds Of the shells when they hit the ground
can see I get that paper Wear jet black like Darth Vader, hopping out on playa haters It's in my n-n-nature, never been a smoother operator Switch it up, hit
this motherfucker For the 9 whatever the fuck You know I ain't dead yet I'm with my real loc niggas I was a dead man, walking they say, so every night I hit
Oh, c'mon Oh, c'mon I'm a menace to society baby The police wanna relocate me They running with gun up but they can't fade me They wanted to come up