"Run Downs" lyrics
Gangrene (The Alchemist & Oh No) Lyrics
Yeah (Yeah)
Run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up
(Lord have mercy 'cause we don't give a fuck) Run 'em down, run it up
(Lord have mercy 'cause we don't give a fuck) Run it up, run it up
(Lord have mercy 'cause we don't give a fuck) Run 'em down, run 'em down
(Lord have mercy 'cause we run it up, run it up) Run it up, run it up
Let's run it up, with this gelato out that Toad wrap that Tyson made
You get your bell rung that hung in the back of M-Bison's stage
This is the final phase how I fly and blaze
Have you tied up and weighted all in your dying days
I'll have your noodle fried in waste, that's a chef wok
The hands speak, let's talk, I cut stones to quarry's bedrock
The pencil draw fire that's cold to make the lead spark
Your head is out on a limb to the point you're looking like Ned Stark's
The new day is here, too much biting and using they veneers
Foolish as it appears, who is in their ears?
I seen a bunch losing they careers, ruined over the hills
Never showing skills, just some GOATs with some low appeal
It's all in the genes, that's in they genetics
That's generic, and for the fiends, I let 'em inherit
Let 'em bear it, witness how I clear it like Nasonex, place your bets
If I show, then I'ma wake 'em up like I was Sway and Tech's
Syndicated heat right where they paying checks (Run it up, run it up)
Run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up
(Lord have mercy 'cause we don't give a fuck) Run 'em down, run it up
(Lord have mercy 'cause we don't give a fuck) Run it up, run it up
(Lord have mercy 'cause we don't give a fuck) Run 'em down, run 'em down
(Lord have mercy 'cause we run it up, run it up) Run it up, run it up
Uh, it's too much pretty and fluffy things (A rat pack)
Before I slap you, I loosen my cufflinks
Like Frank and Sam at the Tropicana
Banging on glass countertops with a hammer
Whole medicine bottle dropped in a Fanta
I'm Swervo from the Kia Boys (That's really me)
I could breeze in any V of choice
They put you in that room and you started using Aaliyah's voice
Don't rock the boat, I already told you I'm a pasta bowl
Gutter water flood through the pipeline 'til the faucet broke
Wrap you with a guitar string and a doctor's coat
And shower you with more pellets than they do flower petals on a monster float
The way I smoke, I should've been born Rasta
Word to the forefathers, more dollars, my arms extended in a war posture
Stripes on the jacket get torn off, bang like a door knocker
Then Clorox it, wipe it down, put it back inside a velour pocket
Then leave no prints
Take my time when I walk em down, it will be no sprints
They pitch the ball, I slug a Louisville, I don't see no fence
To get away from the crime scene clean, I don't need no rinse (Run it up, run it up)
Run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up
(Lord have mercy 'cause we don't give a fuck) Run 'em down, run it up
(Lord have mercy 'cause we don't give a fuck) Run it up, run it up
(Lord have mercy 'cause we don't give a fuck) Run 'em down, run 'em down
(Lord have mercy 'cause we run it up, run it up) Run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Run 'em down, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Run 'em down, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up
(Lord have mercy 'cause we don't give a fuck) Run 'em down, run it up
(Lord have mercy 'cause we don't give a fuck) Run it up, run it up
(Lord have mercy 'cause we don't give a fuck) Run 'em down, run 'em down
(Lord have mercy 'cause we run it up, run it up) Run it up, run it up
Let's run it up, with this gelato out that Toad wrap that Tyson made
You get your bell rung that hung in the back of M-Bison's stage
This is the final phase how I fly and blaze
Have you tied up and weighted all in your dying days
I'll have your noodle fried in waste, that's a chef wok
The hands speak, let's talk, I cut stones to quarry's bedrock
The pencil draw fire that's cold to make the lead spark
Your head is out on a limb to the point you're looking like Ned Stark's
The new day is here, too much biting and using they veneers
Foolish as it appears, who is in their ears?
I seen a bunch losing they careers, ruined over the hills
Never showing skills, just some GOATs with some low appeal
It's all in the genes, that's in they genetics
That's generic, and for the fiends, I let 'em inherit
Let 'em bear it, witness how I clear it like Nasonex, place your bets
If I show, then I'ma wake 'em up like I was Sway and Tech's
Syndicated heat right where they paying checks (Run it up, run it up)
Run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up
(Lord have mercy 'cause we don't give a fuck) Run 'em down, run it up
(Lord have mercy 'cause we don't give a fuck) Run it up, run it up
(Lord have mercy 'cause we don't give a fuck) Run 'em down, run 'em down
(Lord have mercy 'cause we run it up, run it up) Run it up, run it up
Uh, it's too much pretty and fluffy things (A rat pack)
Before I slap you, I loosen my cufflinks
Like Frank and Sam at the Tropicana
Banging on glass countertops with a hammer
Whole medicine bottle dropped in a Fanta
I'm Swervo from the Kia Boys (That's really me)
I could breeze in any V of choice
They put you in that room and you started using Aaliyah's voice
Don't rock the boat, I already told you I'm a pasta bowl
Gutter water flood through the pipeline 'til the faucet broke
Wrap you with a guitar string and a doctor's coat
And shower you with more pellets than they do flower petals on a monster float
The way I smoke, I should've been born Rasta
Word to the forefathers, more dollars, my arms extended in a war posture
Stripes on the jacket get torn off, bang like a door knocker
Then Clorox it, wipe it down, put it back inside a velour pocket
Then leave no prints
Take my time when I walk em down, it will be no sprints
They pitch the ball, I slug a Louisville, I don't see no fence
To get away from the crime scene clean, I don't need no rinse (Run it up, run it up)
Run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up
(Lord have mercy 'cause we don't give a fuck) Run 'em down, run it up
(Lord have mercy 'cause we don't give a fuck) Run it up, run it up
(Lord have mercy 'cause we don't give a fuck) Run 'em down, run 'em down
(Lord have mercy 'cause we run it up, run it up) Run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Run 'em down, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Run 'em down, run it up
Run it up, run it up
