I'm running, running through the jungle Running like a slave through the underground tunnel Told y'all niggas that I'd get these bitches Cause I spit till my lips need 16 stitches I am lyrical intrusion You bitches can't see me like I'm really an illusion I hop up on your face and do my mother****ing two-step Till I knock the meat out like a mother****ing toothpick Uh, I'm nasty nigga, like Nas, like Kim, like Cassie pictures Like I'm ****ing Chris Stokes or that Raz-B nigga Or the skin on the feet of a ashy nigga I am whatever they say I am Bumping like the asses on them thick bitches at Stadium **** them other bitches I sound better in the place of them I killed this shit, this the mother****ing requiem Sick bitch, chicken noodle soup face Calls from overseas like a mother****ing crusade Crack rock and you can hit it till your nose hurt Rooftop Brooklyn, made this shit in Covert I run New York, I run New York I am zero past a hundred, spitting like a dragon That went missing from a dungeon Y'all a bunch of niggas getting trippy off of nothing Tie a rope around your neck and let me kick you off a bungee I'm satan, and I'm a take your ass to church now Running my fields and you midgets on your first down I love it when these bitches know I'm better than them Cause I don't hear, not a word or a letter from them I'm a fire in the midst of a forest 'round bitches And I rap elliptical orbits round bitches Anaconda, I sit with an open mouth, bitches And you bitches are lyrically Like some ****ing down syndrome, no offence No shade 'n all, but y'all bitches on knees like babies crawl You can catch me out in Covert, chilling like a stoop kid Yeah I hear you, don't talk bitch, do Sick bitch, chicken noodle soup face Calls from overseas like a mother****ing crusade Crack rock and you can hit it till your nose hurt Rooftop Brooklyn, made this shit in Covert I run New York, I run New York I run New York, I run New York I'm lyrical and I'm general Take shots, but never subliminal Don't stop, continue on running around But never in intervals, can't stomach the shit that I'm fin'na do Ya'll niggas want the shit that I'm giving you If you front, I'm gonn put and end to you I'm like Scorpion, bitch I will finish you Make it nasty, real, real nasty Why you bitches running like you will get past me? Won't happen, you bitches could get on, when I'm off it Try to cross me now, you be going in a coffin It's just me, myself and I Talk tough shit and I'm a beat you till you die Ask why? Because I'm better than you'll ever be That's why my shit make your shit seem lighter than Heavy D Sick bitch, chicken noodle soup face Calls from oversea like a mother****ing crusade Crack rock and you hit it till your nose hurt Rooftop Brooklyn, made this shit in Covert I run New York, I run New York I run New York, I run New York
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