[Verse 1]
Ay, I was just running them kids, I was just minding my business
My grind out of ten, but they wanna come fuck with the kid
Straight for the gutter, I bust out a rusher, my crew got no watcher, I'm flatter and crit when I'm leaving them flustered and shit
My kicks leave em stun, I just do what I want, if they come let em come and bloody my fist
I'm like fee fi foe fum, watch how they run run run run
I make em pitter patter like a ballerina, tap dancing when the kicks done
They looking dumb dumb dumb dumb, I got em run run run run
Hey, man, I'm turning enemies to jelly, that's it, I won won won won
[Chorus]
I'm in that hoe, yeah, come in yo crib, we jumping
Talk to me wrong, now you slumping, we do most lit in the function
Hop in the pit and we moshing, got yo whole clique and we mobbing
Stop all the shit, why you talking? My crew like Tokyo Manji
Ay, cause I'm in that hoe, yeah, come in yo crib, we jumping
Talk to me wrong, now you slumping, we the most lit in the function
Hop in the pit and we moshing, got yo whole clique and we mobbing
Stop all the shit, why you talking? My crew like Tokyo Manji
[Verse 2]
Ay, I done been dragged through the mud, I been labeled a punk, they done thought I was easy to beat
Looked at me dumb like an easy come up, but one kick left em bowing, they head down to me
Pop said focus, uh, full steam ahead just like locomotive, uh
I was just working it day after day, I done sharpened my eyes on the moments
Seizing my enemies energy, emitting out from the body, get into beef menacing, uh
Fuck with me, you get beat savagely, get me to act up and I lose my empathy
I been in my head for a long time
Wading through the right path, feeling like a long line
Wonder how I'll end up in the long run, offline
Thoughts getting cloudy, it's an over cast, dark skies
Walking down the edge, which road I go, bipolar, get heated or I'm cold as stone
Ice blooded, when them feelings go dead, if I could go back now, turn back, then I'd change everything I know
This for the, this for the unruliest punks
This for the parent less quiet kids, labeled violent and a nut
This for the black hoodied, white drawstring sweat pants with the hoodie up
I'm in that, I'm in that, I'm in that, I'm in that, I'm in that
Ay, I was just running them kids, I was just minding my business
My grind out of ten, but they wanna come fuck with the kid
Straight for the gutter, I bust out a rusher, my crew got no watcher, I'm flatter and crit when I'm leaving them flustered and shit
My kicks leave em stun, I just do what I want, if they come let em come and bloody my fist
I'm like fee fi foe fum, watch how they run run run run
I make em pitter patter like a ballerina, tap dancing when the kicks done
They looking dumb dumb dumb dumb, I got em run run run run
Hey, man, I'm turning enemies to jelly, that's it, I won won won won
[Chorus]
I'm in that hoe, yeah, come in yo crib, we jumping
Talk to me wrong, now you slumping, we do most lit in the function
Hop in the pit and we moshing, got yo whole clique and we mobbing
Stop all the shit, why you talking? My crew like Tokyo Manji
Ay, cause I'm in that hoe, yeah, come in yo crib, we jumping
Talk to me wrong, now you slumping, we the most lit in the function
Hop in the pit and we moshing, got yo whole clique and we mobbing
Stop all the shit, why you talking? My crew like Tokyo Manji
[Verse 2]
Ay, I done been dragged through the mud, I been labeled a punk, they done thought I was easy to beat
Looked at me dumb like an easy come up, but one kick left em bowing, they head down to me
Pop said focus, uh, full steam ahead just like locomotive, uh
I was just working it day after day, I done sharpened my eyes on the moments
Seizing my enemies energy, emitting out from the body, get into beef menacing, uh
Fuck with me, you get beat savagely, get me to act up and I lose my empathy
I been in my head for a long time
Wading through the right path, feeling like a long line
Wonder how I'll end up in the long run, offline
Thoughts getting cloudy, it's an over cast, dark skies
Walking down the edge, which road I go, bipolar, get heated or I'm cold as stone
Ice blooded, when them feelings go dead, if I could go back now, turn back, then I'd change everything I know
This for the, this for the unruliest punks
This for the parent less quiet kids, labeled violent and a nut
This for the black hoodied, white drawstring sweat pants with the hoodie up
I'm in that, I'm in that, I'm in that, I'm in that, I'm in that
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