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Angel Haze
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New York
I'm runnin', runnin' through the jungle Runnin' like a slave through the underground tunnel Told y'all niggas better get there bitches Cuz I spit to my lips, needs sixteen stitches Uh, I am lyrical intrusion You bitches can't see me like I'm really an illusion I hop up on your face and you my motherfuckin' too fat 'Till I knock the meat out like a motherfuckin' tooth pick Uh, I'm nasty nigga Like Naz, like Kim, like Cassy bitches Like I'm fuckin' Chris Topes, said that nasty nigga With the skin on 'er feet of a ashy nigga I am whatever they say I am Rumpin' like the asses on them big bitches ass stadium Puff them other bitches, I sound better in the place of them I kill this shit, this the mothefuckin' requiem
Sick bitch, chicken of the soup face Cross them overseas like a motherfuckin' crusade Top rockin', you can head it to your nose hurt Rooftop, Brooklyn, lady shit in covert
I run New York I run New York
Uh, I am 0 past 100 Spittin' like a dragon that went missin' from a dungeon Del a bunch a niggas getting trippy off a nothin' Tie a rope around your neck and let me kick you off a bungee I'm Satan and I'mma take your ass to church now Run in my field and you niggas runnin' first down I love it when these bitches know I'm better than 'em Cuz out here not a word or letter from 'em From a fire in the mist of the force round bitches And I rap elliptical, all these round bitches In a condo I sit with a note to mouse bitches And you bitches all let it be like some fuckin' Down syndrome No offense, no shade in all But y'all bitches on knees like babies claws You can catch out a covert, chillin' like a stoop kit Yea I hear you, don't talk, bitch do Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Sick bitch, chicken of the soup face Cross them overseas like a motherfuckin' crusade Top rockin', you can head it to your nose hurt Rooftop, Brooklyn, lady shit in covert
I run New York I run New York I run New York I run New York
I'm lyrical, comin' off mineral Take shots but actin' subliminal Don't stop, rappin' continual Runnin' and runnin' but never in intervals Came to sum up this shit in front of you Y'all is drunk as shit but I'm leavin' you If you front, I'm dumpin' it into you I'm like Scorpion, I'm all finished
Make it nasty, real real nasty When you bitches run it like you will get past me Won't happen, you bitches could get on when I'm off it Tryna cross me now, you be gone in a coffin It's just me, yourself and I Talk tough shit and I'mma beat you 'till you die Twat, because I'm better than you'll ever be That's why my shit negotiate seem lighter than heavy D
Sick bitch, chicken of the soup face Cross them overseas like a motherfuckin' crusade Top rockin', you can head it to your nose hurt Rooftop, Brooklyn, lady shit in covert
I run New York I run New York I run New York I run New York
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