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Run With Me Lyrics - Hand Shakes And Middle Fingers - Classified

Back on my day shift, I got my tools and my lunch box 

I'm on my grind, full time, but I never punch clocks 

I'm more than muscle, not a dumb jock, no tough talk 

But I could wipe you cum wads up with just one sock, 

That's right. 

Ok you said I never had a chance 

But I could proving that this shit is not an accident 

Traffic jammed, I've had it man, smashing through like battering rams 

Always stay connected like my data plan 

I calm your nerves like Lorazepam 

Magic man, mesmerizing like my lava lamp 

And I could snap like elastic bands 

And I can be a real prick like a cactus plant, 

Now bring it back again 

I got you flocking the Vatican 

Pack em'in, turn the music up and let me rattle em' 

 

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[Chorus] 

Run Run Run 

Run for the hills and try 

Try to run with me 

Try to keep my company 

I, I run the beat 

Still you wanna front on me 

But I don't think so, no no I don't think so 

 

If ya know what's good for ya, then put your mic down 

Ya keep on swimming with the sharks then you might down 

I know you talk a lot of shit you need to pipe down 

And I mean right now 

And if you know what's good for ya better watch ya mouth 

Cause you don't know what you talkin bout. 

Ah yo, my parents always told me you can't recycle garbage 

But as an artist you proving that's far fetched 

And you the hardest... to listen to, trash man 

So say good bye to your career jazz hands 

Yea, I'm a titty and an ass man 

At the cheapest strip club getting a lap dance 

Masked man, boner in my track pants 

Disappearing in the dark night like I'm batman 

Back to my cave in the early morn 

Looking run down like those chicks off of Jersey Shore 

Dog tired, body all hurt and sore 

Please have mercy lord, pick me off the dirty floor 

And pick a pack we gone run till we collapse 

Get the people on their feet and get the hater's off their ass 

 

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[Chorus] 

Run Run Run 

Run for the hills and try 

Try to run with me 

Try to keep my company 

I, I run the beat 

Still you wanna front on me 

But I don't think so, no no I don't think so 

 

Now don't be mad at my cocky behavior 

Or the bragging and boasting it's my competitive nature 

I'm an mc 

I'm suppose to act like I'm the illest 

And I know I ain't the best but I'm confortable where my skill is 

And that makes me the realest be honest, plus 

No ones fucking with my catalogue of concepts 

When it comes to live shows and beats, I'm the complete 

package 

Ready for some action no dig in get some traction and 

 

[Chorus] 

Run Run Run 

Run for the hills and try 

Try to run with me 

Try to keep my company 

I, I run the beat 

Still you wanna front on me 

But I don't think so, no no I don't think so 

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