X FREESTYLE
Run it up, run it up
Working and climbing, I'm coming up
Run it up, run it up
Give me a beat and I'll fuck it up
Run it up, run it up
Working and climbing, I'm coming up
Run it up, run it up
Give me a beat and I'll fuck it up
I've been counting this paper, doing this labour
Getting so much of this bread you can call me a baker
Feeling so greater, call me a waiter
Serve your ass later and kill off a traitor
Turn your ass to stone
Give your bitch a bone
Better watch the throne
I might get my own
Run it up, run it up
Ay, ay
Run it up, run it up
Working and climbing, I'm coming up
Run it up, run it up
Ay, ay
Run it up, run it up
Give me a beat and I'll fuck it up
Something you should bear in mind
Feeling these words like I am blind, they
Making me tense, prepare your defense,
I'm starting a war, you better be sure
All of my feelings have left me deceived
All this frustration I cannot relieve
Pen on this paper I cannot retrieve
I think I will never be fully complete
No one will acknowledge me
But anger is indulging me
I'm rapping for the sake of it
And pretty soon I'll make a hit
These haters gon' start taking notes
'Cause I'm defining what's a goat
And when they read the shit I wrote
It will be hard; I'll grab their throat
Run it up, run it up
Ay, ay
Run it up, run it up
Working and climbing, I'm coming up
Run it up, run it up
Ay, ay
Run it up, run it up
Give me a beat and I'll fuck it up
Run it up, run it up
Ay, ay
Run it up, run it up
Working and climbing, I'm coming up
Run it up, run it up
Ay, ay
Run it up, run it up
Give me a beat and I'll fuck it up
See the fucking taxes rising
That means I'll be improvising
I am wasting all my money with this fucking advertising
You don't care about my work, I'm
Spilling guts like I'm berserk
I'm twisting bullshit with you cunts
You really can call me a jerk
Sick and tired, uninspired
Flipped my desk like I've been fired
Watching all the funny dances
Wasting all my fucking chances
Saying it's integrity while watching them with jealousy
This melody's my enemy, I'm saying this so recklessly cause
Run it up, run it up
Ay, ay
Run it up, run it up
Working and climbing, I'm coming up
Run it up, run it up
Ay, ay
Run it up, run it up
Give me a beat and I'll fuck it up
Run it up, run it up
Ay, ay
Run it up, run it up
Working and climbing, I'm coming up
Run it up, run it up
Ay, ay
Run it up, run it up
Give me a beat and I'll fuck it up
Working and climbing, I'm coming up
Run it up, run it up
Give me a beat and I'll fuck it up
Run it up, run it up
Working and climbing, I'm coming up
Run it up, run it up
Give me a beat and I'll fuck it up
I've been counting this paper, doing this labour
Getting so much of this bread you can call me a baker
Feeling so greater, call me a waiter
Serve your ass later and kill off a traitor
Turn your ass to stone
Give your bitch a bone
Better watch the throne
I might get my own
Run it up, run it up
Ay, ay
Run it up, run it up
Working and climbing, I'm coming up
Run it up, run it up
Ay, ay
Run it up, run it up
Give me a beat and I'll fuck it up
Something you should bear in mind
Feeling these words like I am blind, they
Making me tense, prepare your defense,
I'm starting a war, you better be sure
All of my feelings have left me deceived
All this frustration I cannot relieve
Pen on this paper I cannot retrieve
I think I will never be fully complete
No one will acknowledge me
But anger is indulging me
I'm rapping for the sake of it
And pretty soon I'll make a hit
These haters gon' start taking notes
'Cause I'm defining what's a goat
And when they read the shit I wrote
It will be hard; I'll grab their throat
Run it up, run it up
Ay, ay
Run it up, run it up
Working and climbing, I'm coming up
Run it up, run it up
Ay, ay
Run it up, run it up
Give me a beat and I'll fuck it up
Run it up, run it up
Ay, ay
Run it up, run it up
Working and climbing, I'm coming up
Run it up, run it up
Ay, ay
Run it up, run it up
Give me a beat and I'll fuck it up
See the fucking taxes rising
That means I'll be improvising
I am wasting all my money with this fucking advertising
You don't care about my work, I'm
Spilling guts like I'm berserk
I'm twisting bullshit with you cunts
You really can call me a jerk
Sick and tired, uninspired
Flipped my desk like I've been fired
Watching all the funny dances
Wasting all my fucking chances
Saying it's integrity while watching them with jealousy
This melody's my enemy, I'm saying this so recklessly cause
Run it up, run it up
Ay, ay
Run it up, run it up
Working and climbing, I'm coming up
Run it up, run it up
Ay, ay
Run it up, run it up
Give me a beat and I'll fuck it up
Run it up, run it up
Ay, ay
Run it up, run it up
Working and climbing, I'm coming up
Run it up, run it up
Ay, ay
Run it up, run it up
Give me a beat and I'll fuck it up
Credits
Writer(s): Dominik Vidovic
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