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warren peace - you can't hide you can't run lyrics

[delta 9]
you can’t hide you can’t run
scholar of a father who loved the dollar more than his son
in this world evil elevates, through heaven gates
seven mates with army guns.. sick puns

[warren peace]
i come up with blackened lungs cross my faction and run
in the corridor with s.i.c.k ya see horrorcore
pouring gore

[delta 9]
aiming at your
main blood supply quick fact i don’t lie
you lie, in a pool of blood more and more
your intestines start to pour

[axiomatic]
blood and gore
leave your body sore
covered in bruises and lacerations
we never come with exaggerations
hibernation
keep your body in a coma

[warren peace]
construct your neck like a cobra
body in my trunk smell that aroma
k!ll ya whole family you’ll be a loner
you don’t wanna

[delta 9]
f-ck with the best don’t leave your house
without your vest start within ya crew
then ruin the rest remove you like a pest
hot lines put you to the test
put three in your chest

[axiomatic]
we too dominate over you
f-ck with us betta bring your crew
there is people who like you that’s few
b-guy and butch
be jealous our sh-t is new
you are then and we are now

[warren peace]
standin’ proud
while we performing for crowds
imagine all you fakes wearin’ frowns
strange individual critical kings wearin’ crowns
if you f-ck with us then

[delta 9]
i start murkin’ with the pen, descend
then go back up with a puff, think you tough?
i’ve had enough its getting rough
so you in for a treat your verse is sh-tty, delete
we on top you under our feet
we too neat,this is defeat

[axiomatic]
wait till we meet my glock
you will feel the heat
you’ll hear me screamin’
(you can’t hide you can’t run!)
boy i do this sh-t just for fun
keep close to your hun

[delta 9]
she wanna be my one and only
b-tch is phony strapped waitin’ for the cash
blunt ash fills the air and i’m comin’ for ya
(you can’t hide you can’t run!)
gunnin’ for ya got a little something for ya
just stuntin’ for ya

[warren peace]
(you can’t hide you can’t run!)
i’m k!llin’ bar after bar
got a brand new car right off the lot
sinister plots drainin’ brains leavin’ blood clots
whiskey shots till my liver rots
s.i.c.k crew we at the tip top

[delta 9]
s.i.c.k hip hop individual critical kings doin’ big things
we deliver fat rhymes bustin’ fat lines
futuristic signs, sense when you heard youngens
gettin’ it like new york, times?

[axiomatic]
in the s.i.c.k crew no one is fool
ii’m the k!lla clown
hear my wicked sound k!ller style
names 50 kal. hear me now
check your vitals
i’ll drag you behind my car for endless miles

[warren peace]
piles and piles
of body parts cut the chelsie smile
i’m the dark night, not batman
i bring fright at the sight
of my figure
can’t run can’t hide when i pull the trigga
betcha not use to hangin’ with k!llas
but then again i’m sick when i scribble the pen
b-tch we ain’t friends

[delta 9]
like warren said we ain’t friends
kinda depends on the mood that i’m in
i k!ll and sin leave yo body trailin behind
my infinity no key push to start rip apart
rappin is art flowin so smart
with the glock i pop you like a poptart
right outta the grocery mart uhh

[axiomatic]
time to switch it uuup
eric orozco here’s your mention
it’s time to pay attention
i can feel the tension
all the way from my house
to me, your just a mouse
watch me douse you in kerosene
laugh at you as you jump in the
water like a f-ckin’ submarine
you’re a fiend
replay my verse like your takin’ methamphetamine
you can’t get enough i’m too rough too tough

[delta 9]
strapped like a book bag
some tips i will dump clips on
you and yo b-tch, i ruin this sh-t!
just cause it’s what i do s.i.c.k crew
in here i’ll make this clear, like the lens of a camera
raise ya stamina man enough to try and battle
ride yo girl with a saddle
cut you up like cattle
make yo bones straight rattle
you gon run to yo mama and tattle
this beat is laced up
so turn the b-ss up shoot you from the waist up
drop you off like loose change
we strange

[warren peace]
tyler heath welcome to the dark pit
don’t f-ck with s.i.c.k why’d you start sh-t?
i’mma leave you in pieces when i rap i’m heartless
sharp grip
for your talentless, there’s no remedy
jasko better remember me
m-th-f-cka i’m comin’ up fast push the gas cleverly
sever thee
leave ya cut up send ya to h-ll devilly
stop walkin’ up to us sayin’ “mention me”
-spit- then i’m deckin’ thee

[axiomatic]
this beat is wreckin me
i’m sick of these lyrical k!llings
we don’t mean to hurt your feelings
but sh-t
it’s tight and we do it right
so if you wanna fight remember
(you can’t hide you can’t run)
s.i.c.k music it’s where it’s at
shout out to shadow of doubt productions
we the sh-t

- warren peace lyrics

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