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run the line - peanut butter wolf lyrics

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yo i tell you n-gg-s what
you better stay home and lay your -ss in the cut
i’m goin’ for heads, lay you for dead, foldin’ emcees like bedspread
and you ain’t had this much milk since you was breastfed

galleons on courts for sports, i bust bubbles on the double
destroyin’ these fools who wanna give me trouble
ball with stuffle, six feet, women be lovin’ it
brothers be thinkin o’ stickin’ but i be shovin’ it

ready, unload with fat tracks from lootkids
doin’ my thang since 16 in ’86
hey yo, sayin’ that the west ain’t it
n-gg-, i’ll smack you in your mouth for that sh-t

let me show you what i claim, i’m doin’ my thang
but everybody out in cali don’t g-ngb-ng
you better open up them mic’s and get out my face
give me some sp-ce, better break out them old nikes

you better run for the crib ’cause run in your jigs
i’ll send you home with a broke back and cracked whig
microphone’s in control, so ready explode
motherf-ckers need to punch up the flexcode

run the line
run the line
run the line
run the line
run the line
run the line
run the line

heaven forbid, i rip kids, get they face blown
bring ’em in packs, and i could rip ’em by the caseload
ready explode on contact for that contract
flash these lyrics and ready for mic-combat

who wanna step to get a rep playin’ double jet
me and my man be on these tracks at the inner sect
m-ss confuse, hit your fellas off with bad news
tell ’em you tried but i just blew you out your d-mn shoes

here’s this mic, you can praise it if you need to
should’ve been there when your brother really needed you
it’s too late, had to blast off like 38’s
food for thought but don’t be eatin’ of no dirty plates

i keep it clean and always on the uppernut
n-gg-, you soft and your rhymes need the toughin’-up
no gun chatter on the platter ’cause it doesn’t matter
me and the wolf collaborate just to make it fatter

you better scatter like the roaches with the lights on
i tell these n-gg-s don’t you bother turn them mics on
goin’ deep like quarterbacks on they long throw
and time waits for no man label stones throw

the lp, in ’97 you’ll be seein’ me
gradual shots to your nut got you seein’ three
i’m runnin’ rhymes while the clock is steady runnin’ time
crab emcees get in your block to start run in lines

run the line
run the line
run the line
run the line
run the line
run the line
run the line

comin’ in thirst, brothers shouldn’t say another word
kickin’ your rhymes but they was verses already heard
give me respect, it be the ras with the triple threat
smash eject, ’cause already know what’s comin’ next

so i predict that all these brothers goin’ to be ridin’ d-cks
break out the axe because it’s time that you get 86
playin’ these scrubs in nightclubs like they legendary
i’m first cl-ss and everybody else is secondary

but don’t you worry, all these brothers got your vision blurry
ready to fix your cateracts with the fattest tracks
keep it intact with screws, roll with tight tools
and now you missin’ and your face is on tonight’s news

so pay your dues, don’t n-body make it overnight
you heard the singleand you thought that it was overwrite
no, ’cause i can do it to you every time
me and peanut b-tter wolf gotta run ’em lines

run the line
run the line
run the line
run the line
run the line
run the line
run the line

- peanut butter wolf lyrics

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