Run'n NoRecs_Ai Original Remake 3

[Intro] Bet that no man has the heart I possess! [V1] Beats R-4 break'n Necks Not fronts & petty paychecks Yo chins'll all be mo char-grinned than the Grinch get'n pinched Inch thru my lyrics like U just vomited Bixes I been committed since I was just an adolescent Yo all still just pubescent pricks & I'm light'n the wick Shit'n on all U just cause Justice was shit can'd U had a study & I just opened my mouth Broskis Broken grills'll get U gutted from the gill I'm hella mo'illy than catch'n a dose thru the Tele It's all lies & I ca'unt help but give it 2-U all like A faulty cunt that leaks All yo bars is weak Hear'n a rapper talk about what he wouldn't do Like monkey see Monkey do nukas I'm fully step'n on the trig like just come & get me motherfuckers I'm stoke'n the ovens Just hope'n I get 2 blacken the motherfuck'n sky or Tele-portal the fuck'n up & outa here! [Hook] I'ma have all U soft serve Serve the master az nukas Run'n! So Run motherfuckers Run! Gun'n as the Last Son 2 test Freewill Freedom & Free Speech 2 the Hilt like Guns Up mother fuckers! Run'n 2 the master's after this 1 ain't U son! [V2] Most nukas showcase their so called talents by Jimmy Stage crack'n corn & me Well I ain't afraid of taking on the whole of the industry & illuminati Don't try me or do it's a death sentence & U-C-I was sentenced at a meak meager age of 7 I'm gone & off & gun'n 4 Revolution & Revelation It's all my heart & mind seeths Grit yo teeth just cause I know just exactly how weak mankind is & thats Why he's nothing but cattle Now go pop off & tattle that I feel akin & kin 2 the next man If & when it's guns up & just fuck all U hoes I'm aiming right thru U slaves No matter what I pen & I could be just reminiscing on all the nights I sat up writing my death On all the talents that I stuffed in a shit box & left-right there in a gas station trash can On all the visions that I endured Fuck it won't no man ever rhyme as pure Hear'n my thesises 4 the first time'll either make the demons in U seizure the fuck up Or light a fire under yer ass so hot U start marching Even if it's just 2 make it thru the daily or weekly mission & all while their all tied up look'n like a dyke caught up in the eye of a storm I'm out here braving the shatter'n of the dome Hail me as Eternally Infamous from home Fuck boys Run when I fuck'n aim! [Hook] [V3] Things don't U mean shit cuz always come up & change That's why I always keep it loaded I'm loathed beyond imagine Slaying Dracos Dragons & any piss pore sorry excuse 4 a man All emcees speak like an infant & lack anything really solid & true as metaphor & I could set up most men with just a couple of singles & strippers This is strike'n the match like Game Set & Match & yeah I've got the balls & record 2 match & I never really have 2 press record I'm just trying 2 make sure U know the plan in the end Its every man 4 himself nukas & now all I hear is the hearded hoves of Goombas when ever I air out a room (So Run!) [Hook]