We Run It ChrisCo (Ft. Jon Connor & Marv Won)

[Intro: Jon Connor]
Yeah, it's Connor, ChrisCo, Alchemist, Marv Won
Let's do it
Y'all niggas thought this Blue City Club shit was a joke

[Verse 1: Jon Connor]
Yo, I'm killin' every line (Murder, murder), I am a criminal
I'm ready for war, tell your general "Suck my genitals"
Don't come in that water, they gettin' caught in my tentacles
Connor be fuckin' 'em up, tell me something I didn't know
Niggas say they sick, well, you listenin' to the antidote
Spittin' that crack, each syllable like a gram of dope
Mind so sharp, lines slice 'em up like a cantaloupe
Hannibal when handlin' rappers, I am a cannibal
Mandiblе, all these niggas do this for mankind
Punchlines fuckin' 'еm up, it's like they hands tied
Cell phones trackin' me down, I'm on a landline
Talkin' to your bitch 'bout lickin' across her tan line
Bombin' on these niggas, tippy-toe cross a landmine
These boys so lost, they could see Peter Pan flyin'
Writin' high, shit competition keepin' my hand fryin'
Me verse y'all like Tiger Woods verse a damn lion, uh

[Chorus: ChrisCo]
Fuck what you heard, yo, we stay blunted
Good shit, ounces, at least eight hun'ed
When it comes to this game, it's a track, we run it
Rap shit, we run it, yeah, bitch, we run it