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[p.o.s]

how you feeling? what you looking at, huh?
something so fly, someone you can not sum up
doper than something someone could end careers with
sicker than slipping sketchy sh-t into beers then
and them dudes get cut, no p-ss
don’t come around, you won’t last
it’s a minneap m-ssacre
last to the cab is a speed b-mp
don’t flinch, don’t jump
and i don’t b-mp nothing but sick trim, nah
i slide past all the trash, gimme them
and i only drink gasoline, i only eat acid
only eat candy–ss lives when they tragic
only k!ll kids when they act h-lla savage
but actually average
smash em laugh, it’s a blast
sn-tch all the cr-p in your stash
laugh with the cash and a match
and f-ck your motives
and f-ck what you working if that sh-t ain’t forward
we been on that, burn that sh-t if it ain’t soldier
and i am not about your bullsh-t
i am not about to worry, your insignificant feels big
i feel sick for your mother
i got some real sh-t for your lover
and you can not run with these ill motherf-ckers

[hook – sims]
you cannot run with us
you cannot–you cannot run with us
nah, you are a b-mmer
you cannot run with us
you cannot–you cannot run with us
you’ve been waiting for the fall all summer

[sims]
pick, pick, pick ’em out
while their little light flick, flick, flicker out, huh
what they so sick about?
couldn’t understand what they wouldn’t wouldn’t figure out
ay. you stick em up before the blix, fill ‘er up
go around the town, swing the d-ck around
sticking out like a hitchhiker
ain’t a d-mn thing like him, how i live
all these little p-p-p-p-puppies so sick, little victims
sick trim evict ’em, ay
what you gonna say, sound man?
this whole stage my playground, man
one man band, animal
that’s the thing about him
now that i think about it, d-mn i’m a f-cking problem (ugh)
damage done (yuh) but it’s fun
they always going for the pump fake and the data dump
batter up, fan ’em, add ’em up, tally man
they’re slipping on their own yellow bellies
i tell what you it is, not what you want to hear from me
not what you want to hear from me
but i won’t lie to you
nah, i won’t lie to ya
flow moving like a ryu hadouken
ah you knew it, how you doing? yeah i’m pukin’
on the tube is the mind pollution
i’m the work around, sonic youth distribution
is that soothing what i brought up?
they’ve got stupid in an armada
but we know no realer
four gorillas sunk your whole flotilla, k!lla

[hook – sims (p.o.s)]
you cannot run with us
you cannot–you cannot run with us (shut ’em up)
nah, you are a b-mmer
you cannot run with us (shut ’em up, shut ’em up)
you cannot–you cannot run with us (they don’t bring they own light anyway)
you’ve been waiting for the fall all summer

[outro – p.o.s (sims)]
shut ’em up, shut ’em up
yeah, shut ’em up
they don’t say sh-t anyway (you’ve been waiting for the fall all summer)
ain’t n-body need that old way (nah, you cannot run with us, you cannot run with us)
they don’t bring they own light anyway
they don’t bring they own light anyway



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