Hunnit Yard Dash

Storm's coming better get ready (Get ready)
I don't run from the rain, everyday drip heavy
Numb to the pain
Had to come back, bomb first Makaveli
It's all work (It's all work)
I turn paper to confetti wit a strong verse
Must be on percs if you let it peel
Sleep all you want no Benadryl
Man I been a drill sergeant, general, captain
'Fore you let it buck (Buck), gotta learn to cash in
Money on my mind, never caught lacking
John Woo Bulletproof Monk fashion
Face off for the big hit scrapping
When I see red, time for some action
Blackout muddy water still splashing
Can't run through the game without traction, hunnit yard dash

When you running for ya life
Gotta pay the price on sight, hunnit yard dash
Don't get caught up in the hype
Not the one you wanna take light, hunnit yard dash
Hunnit yard dash
Gotta pay the price on sight
Hunnit yard dash
Not the one you wanna take light

They say I ran wit the best
Killed half, was a fan of the rest
My penmanship and wordplay
Made sure I passed every test
Aye, plus I'm a legend in my own right
I could turn a hot day to a cold night
Some a fall, springing in the game, running like a sprinter
Sell their souls to be a winner, but not me
I'm Mach 3, move like a MiG-25
Top Gun on the rise man I gotta fly
Not a worry, Hakuna Matata vibe
Try to walk in my shoes get traumatized
I brought lighter fluid to the match
Six 9's leave you in the sewer wit' the rats
Taking my shot like a shooter wit' a strap
Till I run shit no cap, hunnit' yard dash

Hunnit' yard dash
Hunnit' yard dash

When you running for ya life
Gotta pay the price on sight, hunnit yard dash
Don't get caught up in the hype
Not the one you wanna take light, hunnit yard dash
Hunnit yard dash
Gotta pay the price on sight
Hunnit yard dash
Not the one you wanna take light



Credits
Writer(s): Dickson Kwayisi
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