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Got it

Run It

By: Decade

Duration

4:06

Genres

Urban

Description

Hip-Hop/Rap Song

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Lyrics

Verse 1: In the middle of July, we holed up we waiting the other side got us lit up and we blazing trying to rise up to beat the odds don't even have the bullets to defeat them all you got one shot, go all out forget the fallout don't think about it right now, just go and run out or else you might miss the shot man land one shot execute the whole plan so, just keep it steady, and know you ready ya gotta take a couple shots just to beat the heavy but even if you fall and break down never try to stop and forget the great crown but you missed the shot and lost track lost the will to bust back clocks running out and you gotta try to trust that in the middle of the fire where the thug's at life is a journey when you born you signed a contract Chorus: Picture me being scared of this. They talk about it like its dangerous X2 We fightin, shootin, killin dying The fights keep coming, the bullets just keep on flying They wanna fuck around sayin we live a riot big mouth, talk is cheap just be quiet Verse 2: Call the coroner and flower bringer the next time on the trigger dammit I won't linger we took an L and I lost it made you some nice profit noone even questions who the boss is puttin enemies permanently on iv patiently waiting you know who I be i tell the story but now it just gets deeper everytime i tell it your legend just gets weaker humble beginnings, from ashes to dust there's something dangerous happening between us if i said it I meant it, then you know that I did it if i'm talking about it, then I went to the limit you prepared for battle, i prepared for war you didn't think it for a minute, while revenge I swore from the jaws of the defeat as a man I stand tall victory look at me,forever your downfall Verse 3: Got a crown full of thorns, with blood thats so thick Call the shots in the spot, I'm making my own picks Now its hard its to stay afloat, but you gotta keep firin the crown's getting heavy, baby feelin like iron but whats the reason, to keep it easy just change the season, elevation eternal and thats a thesis keep on multiplying the pieces, the pinnacle of our species but you know at the top it gets lonely everybody trying to rise up from the bottom, everybody wants what you got its a problem right before your eyes when you see em they plottin Benny Blanco from the Bronx comes knockin you gotta watch for the double cross fight on and fuck the cost, never absorb the loss brawl to remain the boss ignore the fear or relegated to sidelines and in the end baby ya know I gots mine

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