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run! - maxi k.d. lyrics

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[bridge: maxi k.d.]:
let me go and snap real quick
she sending me some pics of her ass real quick (streaks!)
sipping on that pack real quick
finna go attack real quick

[verse 1: maxi k.d.]:
uhm, what am i talking about?
b*tch i can’t hear you, you ain’t rapping too loud
rhyme with a pounce
cuz i write to the bounce
hi, i’m out here stacking amounts
of my cash so i can fill my account
mhm, kinda still missed on the sound
i’m covered in water so you b*tches can drown (ha!)
b*tches aroused when i speak yet i’m (what?)
lost like some keys that don’t jingle
feeling kinda dark like i’m venom
white little kid, malcolm in the middle
started at the bottom now i’m somewhere in the middle
sorry if i’m bobbing my head too much, but i fiddle
whenever i hear a good song, and i just did it (ay!)
finna go and get it, lemme backtrack, got the pack in the back of the backpack
finna clap back
i don’t ever want a verse to feel a little half*assed
snap back, tap gats for ass hats in the backseat of my rhyme sheet, when i rap fast
finna pass that
cuz i’m past the past that’s passed, man
now i’m re*inventing myself
deleted the vents from my cell
now i’m texting hoes and excel
add it all up like a chart in excel
now you don’t gotta wonder why i’m doing so well
i’m different
this sh*t a breath of the wild the way i’m linking these rhymes
b*tch, i’m a high ruler because i’m changing the times
you clowns so balled in while copying just like you all mr. mime
know that your hearing’s disabled, but y’all still missing the signs
i could f*cking speak in braille and y’all still wouldn’t bump fire
and y’all still b*tch ‘bout exposure but ain’t been in the light
and now death’s in the corner the way i’m writing these notes like i’m light

[bridge: maxi k.d.]:
let me go and snap real quick
she sending me some pics of her ass real quick (streaks!)
sipping on that pack real quick
finna go attack real quick

[verse 2: amn3sia]:
can you see the blood on the walls?
can you feel the fear when you walk?
can you be ready by the end of the hour to answer your creator’s call?
i’m sorry, this psilocybin got me f*cked up
big brother in my head won’t shut up
cop on the radio speak my address
burn the place down ‘fore i let ‘em run up
drug dog on my land get cut up
think they funny till i get my gun up
ton of ‘cid in my system, my old life i missed it
till i had to kiss it goodbye for a come up
now the mold grows and the dirty plates stack
but i’m stacking my flows even though i’m in debt
to god and the devil and worse: the courts
show up with no shirt on and only ripped jorts
landlord got a price on my head
that f*cker will never get rent
if i die tonight by 47
just know i went out saying “come and get it”
just know i went out with a hand on my weapon
know i went out flipping coins and betting
that my life couldn’t ever get worse
even null would be better than negative, setting the precedent
setting the president on*
future is evident, dead at the two o
i think that i’m tweaking
high on the weekend then peeking out blinds going blind, i can’t see sh*t
but i can feel that red dot on my forehead
headlights shine into my car and i floor it
life without fear was too boring, i started snoring
reborn into h*ll and i’m touring
f*ck you

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