[Chorus: NerdOut]
We keep running, see, we flying through the bots and our enemies are praying for the drop
But we keep running cause even when you on top, gotta keep the speed going, never stop
We keep running, go! Running, go! Running, go! Running
Don't stop gunning for the number one stop, let's get it going!
[Verse 1: Louverture]
Drenched in cosmic drip, brand new Emeralds: you seeing the bling
Got people in my Shadow, tryna control the Chaos I bring
Let this B sting, now they're charmy: both their wings revealed
The money keep on flying to me, I'm a living lightning shield
Watch 'em peel out oncе the laser on this pole's on
My whip movе so fast, you'd think it's fueled by hyper-go-on
So long, have your body ripped apart by photons
From this laser beam been Omega: your set gets road on
[Verse 2: Breeton Boi]
Uh, all these little birdies talking, my metal turn 'em to Badniks
Robotnik in the Gym, when I Carry it's time for action
Not playing Sega tennis, but know we causing a racket
My rounds'll never be missing like Sonic homing attacking
You all some phonies and clones of me, Metal Sonic jokes to me
Shadows of my presence, you couldn't mess with my classics
Been at it for generations, you fail at what you're supposed to be
Married to the game, so no wonder they say my goal is rings
We keep running, see, we flying through the bots and our enemies are praying for the drop
But we keep running cause even when you on top, gotta keep the speed going, never stop
We keep running, go! Running, go! Running, go! Running
Don't stop gunning for the number one stop, let's get it going!
[Verse 1: Louverture]
Drenched in cosmic drip, brand new Emeralds: you seeing the bling
Got people in my Shadow, tryna control the Chaos I bring
Let this B sting, now they're charmy: both their wings revealed
The money keep on flying to me, I'm a living lightning shield
Watch 'em peel out oncе the laser on this pole's on
My whip movе so fast, you'd think it's fueled by hyper-go-on
So long, have your body ripped apart by photons
From this laser beam been Omega: your set gets road on
[Verse 2: Breeton Boi]
Uh, all these little birdies talking, my metal turn 'em to Badniks
Robotnik in the Gym, when I Carry it's time for action
Not playing Sega tennis, but know we causing a racket
My rounds'll never be missing like Sonic homing attacking
You all some phonies and clones of me, Metal Sonic jokes to me
Shadows of my presence, you couldn't mess with my classics
Been at it for generations, you fail at what you're supposed to be
Married to the game, so no wonder they say my goal is rings
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