marqus turner - run goodmusic, run lyrics
[hook]
run, goodmusic, run, goodmusic
i’ma f+++ around and hit ’em with a gun music
yeah, i’m talking ’bout the drill s+++
hit ’em with the k!llswitch
riding with the homies, them the n+ggas i’ll k+++ with
i was gone for a minute, but i’m back now
on some timbo s+++, but my bars ain’t tucked now
you spitting fire — how?
’cause it’s a couple m++++++++++’ heads
that i gotta chop off right now
[verse 1]
don’t compare me to these other m++++++++ in my generation
i’m spitting fire — they spitting bricks with no inspiration
i’m trying to get a grammy, yeah that’s my motivation
my destination is to the top without falling off
i’m s++++++ with no stall, on 10 toes you’ll fall
time to decimate you all — this a conquest, this is not a test
doing this s+++ with no handoffs
this is still a rap show but my own spinoff
i’m k!lling these n+++++ off
slicing n++++ up with a f++++++ chainsaw
bro’s barbecue?
let’s meat — morе sauce
judge a n++++ ’cause i don’t sound likе y’all
’cause n+++++ know that i was born for this
made for this
like i took a red pill in the matrix
i’m better than you — just face it
’cause i’ma slide in her plate like a base hit
[hook]
run, goodmusic, run, goodmusic
i’ma f+++ around and hit ’em with a gun music
yeah, i’m talking ’bout the drill s+++
hit ’em with the k!llswitch
riding with the homies, them the n+ggas i’ll k+++ with
i was gone for a minute, but i’m back now
on some timbo s+++, but my bars ain’t tucked now
you spitting fire — how?
’cause it’s a couple m++++++++++’ heads
that i gotta chop off right now
[verse 2]
goodmusic run, goodmusic run, run
tour the world twice, collect all your funds
let these n+++++ know this ain’t just for fun
and when it comes down to it, they will be done done
like:
(“come, slay the dragon, he spitting too much fire.”)
i can’t slay that n++++ to your desire
his girl a virgin, but my rhymes is tighter
doing this s+++ even when i retire
[hook]
run, goodmusic, run, goodmusic
i’ma f+++ around and hit ’em with a gun music
yeah, i’m talking ’bout the drill s+++
hit ’em with the k!llswitch
riding with the homies, them the n+ggas i’ll k+++ with
i was gone for a minute, but i’m back now
on some timbo s+++, but my bars ain’t tucked now
you spitting fire — how?
’cause it’s a couple m++++++++++’ heads
that i gotta chop off right now
“oh lord jesus, it’s a fire!”
[verse 3]
it’s a fire, b++++ — run, b++++
you the deuce because i am the one
k!lling these n++++, the end of my sum
father figure — i treat them like my sons
(sons)
stupid mother—
(break / ad+lib)
“f+++ this s+++, bro, i gotta do this s+++ right now before i forget
marqus turner — aye, check it out.”
[verse 4]
wake up in the morning and i ask myself
is life worth living? should i blast myself?
or wait — it is
i got so many friends
i could never ask myself that again
this is the type of spit that make a n++++ call a throwback
i don’t get no love — when i do, yeah i show it back
little n++++ living out his backpack
now i hit the cabbage patch in the backseat of a maybach
uh — someone go get my gun
call ktd, a.k.a. keshaw the don
that was the slum with my funds
one false move —
he’ll blow your head with no precaution
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