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Oh my

Fuck the law, they can eat my dick, that's to Pimp
(Hold on)
(Oh my)
(You are now listening to Run the 2)
the law, they can eat my dick, that's word to Pimp
I don't fuck with or talk like all fuckin' imps
Style violent, give a fuck if you it, kids
You can all run naked backwards through a field of
Fuck the world, don't ask me for shit, that's to B.I.G
I dreamt we owned the world, but woken up and it don't exist
Soak it in and need no assist. You can't my wrist, I don't owe you shit
Trust me, I'm a DOOM
Oper-rate of my won't raise a bit

Tip-toe on the track a ballerina
Ski mask in a Catalina
It's obese female opera
You can run the jewels or lose your
Me and got time to kill
Got folks to on overkill
He out the window, I hold the wheel
one black, one white, we shoot to kill
That fuckboy life about to be
fuckboy shit about to be repelled
Fuckboy Jihad, infidels
Allahu Akbar, BOOM from and El

is hell, death's a bitch
And these FUBAR rulers rich
I cop a zip, it up
I smoke it up, go home and
C'est la vie girl, when in
I gave the face, please pay dome
My business card you're in luck
I do two things, I rap and

I rap
I the strap
I the kush
I beat the
I read the books, did the
Don't need a preacher preachin' on my
No teacher can't teach my ass
I'm blowin' on crippy while readin' the
as written by Egyptians sippin' on whiskey
Aye baby you me?

Oh my
cry

We run spot like a Chinese sweatshop
stop
Work a 'til his chest pop
arrested, I'm so invested
I'm
no illusion
There's no
You see the future, you fear the
I've seen the truth and I'm so
I been a bad guy than I been better than bad
Been a better bully, talk beatin' on my
In fact I'm stack from a rack
I been the block, babe, I know a few facts
Maniac, brainiac, run go tell them
ATLien, NY rap

Handle me wrong I'm
up at your class, what's happenin'?
Schoolyard with a fully automatic
Heart full of pain and a head full of
Everybody stepped on the kid I'm them have it (have it)
Leaving momma to say "what happened?"
Who gonna buy my a casket?
Fuck that I'm a bastard

Megablast, I'm lit
On 6 and I'm not strapped in
I crash, bitch, I just skid
You got the cash, make the trip
I the trip, you better pay
Done worse for less, make my day
I'm not Earth, from far away
I bust through chests like greys

Runnin' the of the game
Whippin' the mixes like chickens of
Spittin' the sickness
Parents is livid
is just fuckin' insane
Pointin' pistol and fist for the chain
Reppin the like they in a gang
Delivery like a dosage of dope or
a noseful of for a junkie or fiend

Oh my
cry