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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ghetts
Vocals
Moonchild Sanelly
Vocals
TenBillion Dreams
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin Clarke-Samuel
Lyrics
Rio Romaine Willis
Composer
Sanelisiwe Twisha
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Blue May
Mixing Engineer
TenBillion Dreams
Producer
Ben Oakland
Vocal Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Run up the steps like Rocky Balboa
Run up the steps like Rocky Balboa
Run up the steps like Rocky Balboa
Run up the steps like Rocky Balboa
Ratata-ta-ta, grab a strap
That's a shotty, that's a .38, and that's a MAC
That's an opp? No, it's not, that's a pack
There he goes, run him down, that's a lap (there he goes)
There he goes, run him down, that's a lap (there he goes)
There he goes, run him down, that's a lap
Flip mode, gymnast, acrobat
There he goes, run him down, that's a lap (that's a lap)
Done a boy dirty, now he's telling girls that we both know he's looking for Justin
Thеm boy there point fingers in court
Thеy ain't looking for me, they're looking for justice
Look at the scoreboard (look at the numbers)
Look at the .44 (look at the dumpers)
Look at the warlord (look how we come there)
(Bad nuh bloodclart)
Big .45 carrier, let's see who's got stamina
W's only, I'm no L. Gallagher
That one there? Way too dirty
Seen more prints than a hotel bannister
Slide 'round here with the Maggie, my brother
GIIG on the bally, my brother
What have you done? You're just Malakai's runner
It's gonna be an alibi summer when I
Run man down, big .45, gunman down
Man dead before the body touch that ground
Fuck that, fuck guns, don't run that mouth
Man's 14 stone with a one bang now
Name should've been Karma, I come back round
Nowadays, I'm calmer, I bun that down
If I'm going abroad, I'm suntan-bound
If I go in a Ford, it's one man down
Ratata-ta-ta, grab a strap
That's a shotty, that's a .38, and that's a MAC
That's an opp? No, it's not, that's a pack
There he goes, run him down, that's a lap (there he goes)
There he goes, run him down, that's a lap (there he goes)
There he goes, run him down, that's a lap
Flip mode, gymnast, acrobat
There he goes, run him down, that's a lap (that's a lap)
Another MC get (dash weh)
The .38 spesh get (slap weh)
I just come out the dressed in (black way)
Where's my man's head? It went (that way)
I don't know about white-collar crime
What's white-collar crime? Man done it the (black way)
I turn man pack, turn man (ashtray)
Hold on, wait, I swear that's my man
If my man's there, then where's his right hand?
I don't care about my man's right hand
Why's man's right hand there in his side bag?
Rambos twinning, Siamese sisters
Silencer from South East Asia, Chinese whispers
I know I said twins, but they might be triplets
I know I said sprint, man might see Linford (quick off the mark)
Turn on man (switch off a heart)
Pull up, skrrr (skid off a car)
Dig up a grave (bring up the past)
Ratata-ta-ta, grab a strap
That's a shotty, that's a .38, and that's a MAC
That's an opp? No, it's not, that's a pack
There he goes, run him down, that's a lap (there he goes)
There he goes, run him down, that's a lap (there he goes)
There he goes, run him down, that's a lap
Flip mode, gymnast, acrobat
There he goes, run him down, that's a lap (that's a lap)
Run up the steps like Rocky Balboa
Run up the steps like Rocky Balboa
Run up the steps like Rocky Balboa
Run up the steps like Rocky Balboa
Writer(s): Justin Clarke Samuel
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