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mic reckless - bitch run! lyrics

they say its on, say its on sight
they dont wanna fight, b-tch run away, b-tch runaway
ain’t no smoke ain’t no fire, they just lie, b-tch run away, b-tch runaway
they say its on, say its on sight
they dont wanna fight, b-tch run away, b-tch runaway
they ain’t never fought one day in their life, b-tch run and hide
b-tch runaway, b-tch runaway

i keep a watch over the game and its victims
with sympathetic eyes cus ive been one
i provide wisdom advice and give love
i wish to find some myself but get none
you talk a tough one on twitter and insta
f-ck the internet, in the flesh, sh-t son
never seen a b-tch run so quick
what b-tch you spittin bout
nevermind which one lets just have a witch hunt
never thought i could f-ck sh-t up this much
i just wanna spit some lyrics and get my d-ck sucked
i say it how it is and im the sick one
ain’t gonna be diplomacy if you diss us
look at you with disgust ain’t no discussing it
this cutter was this f-ckin big
diss us you got guts this could get stuck in it
in public, ill cut you and whoever youre coming with
thats just for running with this b-tch incase youre wondering
ill cut queues in mcdonalds and cut you infront of kids
blood everywhere they won’t know what to dip nuggets in
thats for thinking im a pr-ck im sick of mclovin it
d-mn
yeah man youre popping but the coffin awaits
think i can’t throw shade on a popular name
you went pop and got popped by the great
thats when the plan went pop in your face
and if i see you in the flesh bet im popping your chain
cause when you were in the mirror popping your spots
i was top of the chain top of the charts top of the pops
before you could even hold your head and look at the stars
i was digging out the trenches, putting in graft
same trenches you hide in when the bullets come past
youre such a p-ssyhole i can’t even put it in bars
f-ck a diss track you should just get put on your -rs-
stay in your flat pull up in vans waving iranian flags
dooset daram
love to see a p-ssyhole p–pin? and p-ssing his pants
ill listen to that pr-ck im taking a p-ss and not giving it back
i dont get tired like the michelin man
writing a new verse k!lling the track
and if the truth hurts f-ck it im just spitting the facts

- mic reckless lyrics

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