Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
SJ the Artisan
SJ the Artisan
Performer
Derick Elmore
Derick Elmore
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jamal Fareed
Jamal Fareed
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SJ the Artisan
SJ the Artisan
Producer
Brandon Robinson
Brandon Robinson
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Yo, a lot of times People are always about talk They're never about the walkin' See when you walk There's always an action that comes behind it And for every action, there's a reaction See let me tell what I'm talkin' about I'm spittin' raps and settin' traps for these katz beginning Fool's mate, the game of chess, check! Homie it's time to end this Driven by the Smithen that's locked within my soul And now I'm 'bouta let it unleash, trigger flow on you haters No one's here to save ya You ain't fuckin' with the Irate Gamer who's afraid of these players See me when I set it in the slot, play you lames like Sega I made a way to raise this capital, take it and dish it out in abundance Sorry, not use to huffin' and puffin' Cuffin' my feelings around a blade to do some snuffing' "Blue Magic" is a gift to you, but then these haters try to dilute it Then I make them look stupid when they losin' out on the dough'cause people know it's pollution So tune in to the station that's the brightest and fluent, the mic with the truest Pen's stepped on the scene with the twine, it's asinine You bein' taken down and you don't understand why? Mics blaze when we rhyme, this grind We do it for the town when we ride - when we ride Come near the ring, watch we set it on fire 'cause You know that we Run This City now Til I collapse and fall, ain't nobody gettin' top dawg So strap up ya lyrics and flatten out ya britches 'cause You know that we Run This City now The limelight's approachin', I feel it's gonna be potent Revolution hits the streets? Can't wait for the open You spittin' ya hottest verses and people feelin' ya shit No quittin' the plot is thickenin' ya first flame has been lit Since 07 I watched it presence come to fruition Waitin', anticipatin' my music's acquisition Climbing this steep side, almost fell from the wire Can't wait for this year, signs tell me by this time, I'll have a 3.0, DA, Marching Pride, I got an album release and I'm still on the grind Keep the ties with all of my peoples connected All of this'll be true, and I can't see you? Boy get ya mothafuckin' eyes checked, fuck ballin' I'm tryna put checks in wallets of baller's pockets Prepare for weak's end, I'm shatter-day, nice to meet ya Today I'm 'bouta defeat ya, tomorrow, you'll be a picture Mics blaze when we rhyme, this grind We do it for the town when we ride - when we ride Come near the ring, watch we set it on fire 'cause You know that we Run This City now Til I collapse and fall, ain't nobody gettin' top dawg So strap up ya lyrics and flatten out ya britches 'cause You know that we Run This City now Ay remember the sayin' "I ain't a killer, but don't push me"? Guess I'm a dick, 'cause all I do is kill pussies Funny you get offended for simply being offensive Subjected to do the bidding of haters, man I detest it Chirpin' goin' on, guess I'm hearin' some birds You think I'm a nerd? You're jealous that I'm clever with words And I took yo spotlight, so what? You gon cry? I EARNED this top spot, all I, did was fight To get this recognition for the lyrics I'm spittin' Wishin' someone can hear me makin beats with precision Now I'm makin' a killin', so you can feel it or fear it It don't matter, long as you know that we in this We run this shit, redundant bitch You pissed 'cause you had all this time, it's over kid And all the music awards won't come to mean shit If 1093 ain't comin' the sickest, we run this bitch! Mics blaze when we rhyme, this grind We do it for the town when we ride - when we ride Come near the ring, watch we set it on fire 'cause You know that we Run This City now Til I collapse and fall, ain't nobody gettin' top dawg So strap up ya lyrics and flatten out ya britches 'cause You know that we Run This City now Mics blaze when we rhyme, this grind We do it for the town when we ride - when we ride Come near the ring, watch we set it on fire 'cause You know that we Run This City now Til I collapse and fall, ain't nobody gettin' top dawg So strap up ya lyrics and flatten out ya britches 'cause You know that we Run This City now
Writer(s): Jamal Fareed Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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