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run it up - mustapha the great lyrics

[intro]
d*mn!!
thats crazy!
yeah yeah

[chorus]
i’mma let the beat go down
indeed you found
a n*gga that is so high rate
p*i*m*p to thou
her knees locked down
whenever she hear my name
see me in the street go wild
blood from motown talk crazy i go irate
i’mma let the beat go down
your feet move now
run it up like a track race aye

[verse: 1]
ritualistic, methods i pen with
constantly jotting down hymns for the public
checkin the digits, views in the triplets
stand out from you n*ggas ain’t none of us twining
n*ggas can’t step to me, watch what the peddle do
hitting the gas when reaching my pedestal
alter your path, my altar unreachable
my signals are sigils thats stopping you simpletons
from touchin my spot and committing sacrilege
you cowards be lying cause all of you lack courage
fictional rappers tied up in your stories
you’re scared to be honest and thats what your shackle is
dont got that problem, im me and im macking this
poppin in slangin my meat just like im drizzy
helicopter flyin around make em dizzy
i look fly as h*ll, youd think im a bird in this
dont charge for no verses cause it’d be a murder if
n*ggas start payin me just to embarrass em
when i dropped my album, felt like it went platinum
hardest sh*t ever ain’t no n*gga doubting him
every track is a banger like shots from a magnum
phone blowing up like a balloon on a trip wire
calling me a dragon cause im known to spit fire
draggin these n*ggas by hair like some chicks fighting
zip lining
from ya hoe to the next one and
in her hole keep it wrapped like a zip tie
metal frame on the bed, and my feet keep slipping
so i mean something different when i’m saying i grip iron
yall wanna make it seem like
trapping and murdering opps is something dreamlike
senile n*ggas they dictating the scene now
pushing violent belligerent n*ggas that we see now
watch how i switch it up
pick it up, i be going ignorant when im on the mic
all you n*ggas sound the same, weak as f*ck
gassing you up i think you got the bubble guts
boy im running up to the top level
my head broke through the ceiling
i’mma need this song to blow us up
so look at the numbers and run it up
[pre*chorus]
run it up
run it up
run it up

run it up
run it up
run it up (don’t look down)

run it up
run it up
run it up

- mustapha the great lyrics

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