Snowgoons, Lord Lhus, Savage Brothers - Run Run lyrics

What I'm up to, not sure homie
Just tryna live situation is critical
Got me ducking the pigs
I gotta smoke mad boom just to calm my wig
Let me gather my thoughts, hold on
Pause for a min'
Motherfucker I'ma be here 'til the end
Alpha Omega, the end to begin
Begin to the end
The last one in a race the first to win
Earth under my Timbs, stomach rumbling
Touching my ribs
Clap you bastards, rap you on blast
(screaming)
Total devastation, natural disaster
My dudes stay plastic, zoned off the madness
The evil that men do, we let loose the savage
I done bark with a bite like a Mastiff
I'm not for all that bullshit
I'm not trying to have it
Burnin' heavy, breathe fire like a dragon

Run run, run run, run run, duck, shoot
What I'm up to, whatever the fuck I wanna do
Try a little thug music, bump it dog
Fuck to it run up in his crib and show
Him what the gun flu is
It's run run, run run, run run, duck, shoot
Run run, run run, run run, duck, shoot
What I'm up to, whatever the fuck I wanna do
Try a little thug music, bump it dog
Fuck to it run up in his crib and show
Him what the gun flu is

I'm the hottest thing to hit
The streets since blacktop
Special black ops type to murder a matlock
Don't put it past
I keep eyeing the stash spot
Click clack pow
There he lies in the grass to rot
A casket box fit for a bitch or a kid
No witnesses
Just the crickets pissing in wind
Snitch on a friend
Grow gills with fish who swim penciling men
Obituaries switchin' his friends
Missing his limbs
I bet he mad he off in a Hefty bag
Dressed in black and dodging a chopper
And I got plenty gas
Loadin' each clip just as fast
As I empty mags they closin' me in
Duck through traffic while cars pass
I laugh, you pigs ain't caught on yet
Ha! You feel it right? I strike with
The left one for a lesson
Buck the town like Smif-N Wessun
My aggression is a force to be reckoned
So duck quick when lead spit's ingested

Run run, run run, run run, duck, shoot
What I'm up to, whatever the fuck I wanna do
Try a little thug music, bump it dog
Fuck to it run up in his crib and show
Him what the gun flu is
It's run run, run run, run run, duck, shoot
Run run, run run, run run, duck, shoot
What I'm up to, whatever the fuck I wanna do
Try a little thug music, bump it dog
Fuck to it run up in his crib and show
Him what the gun flu is

Brain ready, insane machete, I get paper
Yo, I spit a razor off in the vapors
Slick like alligator, toast to the caper
Put a shell in your major
Know when to save ya
Send 'em to Box City, my block the committee
Stay ready
Who fuckin' with me pocket the pennies
Drunk off the Rémy, rocks with me
Let me hold your ox quickly
So I can make 'em dance
Break backwards from a handshake
Pimp slap, tap his jaw
Cast him in a damn lake
Drop lines like fishermen
Punch 'em 'til my hands break
Feed 'em to the wolves, the season end soon
Bloodshed and doom, encased in tombs
Motherfuckers is doomed 'cause there's
Nothing to do nothing to lose
Fuck you Mom Dukes and cousins too
Dick in your boot, you mentioning who?
Not motherfucker

Run, yo, run run run, duck motherfuck, shoot