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Run Kid Run Wake Up Get Up

want me to fix up lyrics while the President gets his dick sucked? Fuck that, take drugs, rape sluts Make fun of gay clubs, men who wear make up Get aware, wake up, get

to wake them up Counting all these fucking babies till I get a paper cut kill the competition now ? then I make them up Only time we Black and Yellow when the caution tape is up

be a lot of punchin' in this motherfucker Y'all better be swift with that punch button Jack Biggie, Biggie I know how it feel to wake up fucked up Pockets

It's a Hell Up in Harlem fuckit another day another dollar wake up to the barking from the Rottweilers Pull the collars make em sit for the Godfather

bubble fat Go to sleep, I wake you up What? What? What? What? In ya crib, tie you up What? What? What? What? Hot oil on ya gut Get bucked, get bucked

want it caught a hundred tryin to pass through That's true, so who the next to get it? TS is the best that did it (Get it off your chest kid admit it

Yeah, every morning I wake up lookin' in the mirror I am the original Black Elvis That's right, when you see me with my wig to the side Wearin' my short

like a free throw Aha yeah and the beat go. [Chorus] Get down get up get down get up get down get up get down get up and move around round like it was musical chairs Get

duck and run I got a gun wit 200 shots I'm the reason you moved your family To a whole new other block I got shit that could wake up the deaf That'll