I Run This

Hurry up, run
Like a catastrophe, there isn’t none after me
Since royalty breed to be

Run thisss
And really is the black clark gable of the rap biz

England, January 14th, six-five
(1999, 2000, the whole damn thin' kid it’s all mine)
(Out the way of who reign, I run this)

Hurry up, run
Hurry up, run
The fact is, mack caught cable in an actress
While you scream out brannyville
Run, run, run, r-r-run
What you never know? all clothes come off a hoe
Run, r-r-run as we go run, r-r-run
Hurry up, run
Run, r-r-run, run, r-r-run
Take responsibility for your action as a race then
Whatever gotta happen gotta happen
This is the original grand wizard
Up hastings, crew downfaced and lose

Boy don’t make me put my grown man shoe in you
Run, r-r-run, run, r-r-run
And make him smack the coke out your nostril
Is it a custom, to what? to provoke out a hostile apostle
You old ass rapper! you got it, but can he still
And chartable, such a big spark I pull
Here to present myself as the sparkle of the world’s eye

Although the prune I kick, I didn’t come to wound a sick child
Hit a lost world, actin' like a lunatic
Apparently I done this, on this

Liz will throw away her walker and run after me
Run, run, run, r-r-run

Great gosh the man has soul, we must have him
Forced good men to pull out and start to murder folk
(Are, you, ready? Run)
Either one way or the other, foundation choose
And I puts small seed where small seed need to be

Run, run, r-r-run
While waitin' for the world end, won this
Stunned his behind, out the way of who reign, I run this
(Out the way of who reign, I run this)
Stunned his behind, out the way of who reign, I run this
(Go away)

Tired of the basement placed in
Who provoke 'til a heard of smoke
Run, r-r-run as we go run, r-r-run

Bap, the butter cat at gutter rappin' and I’m all man
Run, r-r-run, run, r-r-run
Sever, in other words, rap more clever
And I’m sorry father, for any wrongdoin' doin' you
Ever see me with my jewels and toast from off of mo’?
Run, run, run, r-r-run
(Yeah, baby, slick rick)

Run, run, run, r-r-run
Somethin' funky push that in 'em Ricky D
Racists reactin', hastin' for action
Stunned his behind, out the way of who reign, I run this
Run, r-r-run as we go run, r-r-run
Picture I, where Spice Girls chick arrived
Are, you, ready? Run
(See what I mean kid?)
(That patch-eyed motherfucker run this)
And aliens who came to earth gatherin'
Like the whole entire rat pack, and some precious

Run, r-r-run run, r-r-run
I didn’t make the laws, but they make sense to my ass
Past where handsome measures

Negativity, and fear in our own neighborhood
Nuns even say, that motherfucker’s remarkable

Hurry up, run
Hurry up, run
Hurry up, run
(Stop the world kid, brin' it home slick)
The motherfucker got exquisite taste for a black man
Of Slick Rick
'Cause dogs barkin' and the girl sigh
Like no other younger rapper walkin' could ever?
(I run this)
Instead of put cheer in our bone, paperhood promote
Like an angel tend to fly as, mention I as
Hurry up, run
(As we go a little somethin' like this, hit it)
Snatch crowns, done this, on this