Pussy Run

I will bring you fuckin' down
Never been so pressed
Like my brain with the pedal of gas
Today I'm so fed up of these fags
I aim on a singular one who brags
Goin' insane over a corn bun, that's
The bitch who made fun of me, I'm stressed
It's not a game, it's a mind shut, it's only famin' bullets
Lame that I got no gats
To (...) you, but I don't need 'em just hands
Feel me, playin' it's not in my fucking vocabulary
Sons of bitches spill me
It's time to bury this motherfucker full of clacks
And I don't give a fuck if I go to the penitentary
I like cold revenges, yes swearing
For you I got plans and it will be hell's on Earth (yeah)
My anger is a painkiller, whether it's me or you
Wait till the after, I will let you lay in there
On the fucking concrete
Run, pussy run
'Cause I'mma soldier, like 2Pac and Em
Nothing can beat me or shot me down
Run, pussy run
My anger is a painkiller, whether it's me or you
Wait till the after, I will let you lay in there
On the fucking concrete
Run, pussy run
'Cause I'mma soldier, like 2Pac and Em
Nothing can beat me or shot me down
Run, pussy run
I never imagined to do this
I get the anger out so you can witness it
'Cause since we met, you always overminded your own business
Today you went too far and now you get this
I'm a grown kid's ass and you hoped I'd slept on that
You fuckin' kiss ass, you crawl with a laughter (haha)
I know how it is goin' to end bitches, hence
Step in the grave, go in after you pussy
Thru of your dumbshit, my veins are poppin' out
And pulsin' redder that they can be
For me today it's jail's time (run, pussy run)
Last hour of school with a ball of volley
I just mistaken the launch a few rows
And he's makin' fun of me, feelin' superior and shit
Obviously he feels above me
Like the motherfucker usually does
This '06 kid who loves dicks, better take it one
Further the tongue that licks (haha)
So this fag stops talkin'
And goddamn I'm soakin', in this storm, thunder stroke
My ships of madness, ACDC's
My anger is a painkiller, whether it's me or you
Wait till the after, I will let you lay in there
On the fucking concrete
Run, pussy run
'Cause I'mma soldier, like 2Pac and Em
Nothing can beat me or shot me down
Run, pussy run
My anger is a painkiller, whether it's me or you
Wait till the after, I will let you lay in there
On the fucking concrete
Run, pussy run
'Cause I'mma soldier, like 2Pac and Em
Nothing can beat me or shot me down
Run, pussy run
I'm not in the mood to play around dude
I'm ready to shoot, with the pen, ink bullet
With the head of shit full, one two
I can't count to ten, I'mma break it down
With the true dark, it's not my fault
I'm gettin' outta the car, put me in battlin' mode
Waitin' at the pullman stop, I have the target on
You got a man with you, stuntin' with me slut's son
Steppin' soldier, I don't get bitched fool
Follow this clown, this pussy is runnin' with his guts blown
And beggin' to not beat this cock sucker
Hence he talks about figure this shit out with a dial
Mom tryin' to cool me down
But minus I will get this bitch a (...) too
What you've done makes no sense
With your ridicolous and terrible show
You sold none, for your bad performance on scenes
You got shit reviews by you bunnyin' around
And begs, now go tell your parents how you shat your pants
My anger is a painkiller, whether it's me or you
Wait till the after, I will let you lay in there
On the fucking concrete
Run, pussy run
'Cause I'mma soldier, like 2Pac and Em
Nothing can beat me or shot me down
Run, pussy run
My anger is a painkiller, whether it's me or you
Wait till the after, I will let you lay in there
On the fucking concrete
Run, pussy run
'Cause I'mma soldier, like 2Pac and Em
Nothing can beat me or shot me down
Run, pussy run
I will bring you fuckin' down