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Haystak - Run Hide Duck lyrics
* send corrections to the typist Ok children for today's vocabulary test Who would like to stand up and share with the rest of the classroom? The definition of the word- Dictate Ohh, me me me, please Okay Jason go ahead, stand up And give us the definition of the word Dictate Ok? You know Ms. Johnson, dictate How's my Dic Tate [Haystak] My minds constantly in money gettin mode I done seen bitches flip like them Sony explodes I came by way of a long bumpy road Doin eighty it's all gravy on the phone gettin throat From the padro?? to that hydro From that sticky to that icky Dark tinted windows on my stretch 150 Killer talkin trash Tell em boy come and get me They been bumpin for some minuets They some bitches evidently MY city represents me like fifty thousand albums They eat it up in the Ville like x-pills and Valiums God damn, you did em so dirty Jumpin up out of the back of that back 430 I shit hotter then fish grease Strong as a pitch?? Bitch please I'm none of them fake mc's That sees their enemies and run like hoes Nuthin to fear but fear foo confront your foes And tell em [Hook 8x] Run hide duck huh Bitch you heard me huh what? [Haystak] Crippling competitors crushed my opposition Walk into a room rappers stand up at attention Like Ten, hut hut hut, shovin threw the club Hollerin, what what what what Crunk and I could give a fuck Sipping syrup got me slower then molasses in December May as well show my ass in the morning I won't remember Why my hand hurts How i got this cut above my eye Holler turned to squabbling With fools from another side Fist will hurt your pride Bullets hurt your sole When they jumping out of your body Because you're bleeding out of control Oh no, I can't go out like this Layin here with my drawers full of shit and piss You ignorant son-of-a trailer park tramp Who in the fuck do you think I am? God damn, you only get one more warning Then you're goin to sleep But it aint gonna be no yawning [Hook 8x] Run hide duck huh Bitch you heard me huh what? [Haystak] If i could make this verse as hard as the other two This song would be a banging mother fucker dude Haystak, alias moonshine, big stak, mista mac Mista if we beefing watch your god damn back Even in showers, even at picnics My clicks thicker then brick mix Bullets fatally attracted like lunatic chicks Who jumped on your dick cause your record was hot Found out where your family stays, can't blow up the spot Huh, what Can you say clothes in the yard? Bitch dun threw some grits and barley missed me swear to god My old lady got more heart then the majority of them IF I don't like it I go in the source Say it in public and fuck em It wasn't no accident or homicide I purposely buck em The fuckin snitch sold out my cousin Got him busted at customs You like em but don't trust em Fuck em but don't love em If you really think he's bluffin Take the gun away from em [Hook 8x] Run hide duck huh Bitch you heard me huh what? |
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