Run (2015) Bukshot (Ft. Jelly Roll, MadChild & Violent J)

[Chorus]
Run, run, run
Run, run, run
Where the hell did these big old white boys come from?

[Verse 1: Bukshot]
I'm still in the land of the Louisville Slugger
Rumors haven’t changed, I'm a bad motherfucker (yeah)
I'm the one and only, you will never find another
Steppin’ through my city, rep it in my favorite color
I'm a battleship! I can sink your fleet in many ways
You might rattle shit! But you better not rattle my cage
You can't fathom this! You can't read my mind or beat the stage
I'm erratic and my work ethic is on another page
Focus on my enemy, hope you is a friеnd of me
If you rep the industry you must bе the enemy
You might slip away from me but not without a penalty
We got killers in Detroit, from Canada to Tennessee
Welcome to the underground! You don't want no part in this this
Mobstyle gladiator, haters call me Spartacus
Time to bring the heat, my ammunition's always bottomless
Bitch you better run if you don't want your children bobbin’ this

[Chorus]
Run motherfucker, run motherfucker, run
Don’t slip, don't fall, if you do, you’re getting done
Run motherfucker, run motherfucker, run
Where the hell did these big old white boys come from?
Run motherfucker, run motherfucker, run
Don't slip, don't fall, if you do, you're getting done (Come on)
Run motherfucker, run motherfucker, run
Where the hell did these big old white boys come from?