STATION
HOOK
I SEE YOU RUNNING BUT I SEE NO PROGRESS MY NIGGA YOU BUGGIN' NO CAP AND THAT'S FACTS/
STUCK ON YOUR TROJANS I GUESS YOUR POSITION IS OPEN TO ALL OF THESE CATS AND THAT'S FACTS/
IT'S TIME THAT WE BRING OUT THESE RAPS FEELIN' LIKE PANGA MACHETES/
CUT THROAT AND AN ARM AND A LEG BEST BEWARE OF THE NIGGA FROM NEWLANDS THE WEST/
VERSE
I be spitting heat on the mic, like the burning bush in the night/
I just wanna reach 29, God level status on the rise/
I ain't no average Joseph nah, I'mma say my hail Mary's right/
I ain't no average Joe nah.../
It's cold outside, and bodies lay ten fold outside, and more Graves for the poe outside/
You know they tryna overthrow outside but who am I to voice the shit I see on this beat tonight/
My blood boils when I wit-ness my-kind, trick-scam-mislead a whole nation/
Oh shit just duck before it turns to a duck hunt game more cartridges arrive if you lеak more game/
HOOK
I SEE YOU RUNNING BUT I SEE NO PROGRESS MY NIGGA YOU BUGGIN' NO CAP AND THAT'S FACTS/
STUCK ON YOUR TROJANS I GUESS YOUR POSITION IS OPEN TO ALL OF THESE CATS AND THAT'S FACTS/
IT'S TIME THAT WE BRING OUT THESE RAPS FEELIN' LIKE PANGA MACHETES/
CUT THROAT AND AN ARM AND A LEG BEST BEWARE OF THE NIGGA FROM NEWLANDS THE WEST/
Versе
I'm hoping I get rich, I know I'm bout to make it big/
Back and forth thoughts in the mix, back and forth doubting my shit/
I'm bout to open catacombs Decimate your top 44/
Back in service with this type flow, got you bumpin' like a 64'/
Impala with the 'draulics and a hoe, night time then she hit the road/
Mama still wanna walk on shore, sands of Maui visions what I hope/
Want my nigga Ted hittin' thieves, a hunnid times you know what I mean/
I forever rep EVE, to entertain you eternally/
First verse I was tryna show, possibilities on spitting gold/
On a beat and energy like this, your ice watch ain't gon' cool the soul/
Of kids tight gripped by devil, you el diablo el fuego nigga/
HOOK
I SEE YOU RUNNING BUT I SEE NO PROGRESS MY NIGGA YOU BUGGIN' NO CAP AND THAT'S FACTS/
STUCK ON YOUR TROJANS I GUESS YOUR POSITION IS OPEN TO ALL OF THESE CATS AND THAT'S FACTS/
IT'S TIME THAT WE BRING OUT THESE RAPS FEELIN' LIKE PANGA MACHETES/
CUT THROAT AND AN ARM AND A LEG BEST BEWARE OF THE NIGGA FROM NEWLANDS THE WEST/
HOOK
I SEE YOU RUNNING BUT I SEE NO PROGRESS MY NIGGA YOU BUGGIN' NO CAP AND THAT'S FACTS/
STUCK ON YOUR TROJANS I GUESS YOUR POSITION IS OPEN TO ALL OF THESE CATS AND THAT'S FACTS/
IT'S TIME THAT WE BRING OUT THESE RAPS FEELIN' LIKE PANGA MACHETES/
CUT THROAT AND AN ARM AND A LEG BEST BEWARE OF THE NIGGA FROM NEWLANDS THE WEST/
VERSE
I be spitting heat on the mic, like the burning bush in the night/
I just wanna reach 29, God level status on the rise/
I ain't no average Joseph nah, I'mma say my hail Mary's right/
I ain't no average Joe nah.../
It's cold outside, and bodies lay ten fold outside, and more Graves for the poe outside/
You know they tryna overthrow outside but who am I to voice the shit I see on this beat tonight/
My blood boils when I wit-ness my-kind, trick-scam-mislead a whole nation/
Oh shit just duck before it turns to a duck hunt game more cartridges arrive if you lеak more game/
HOOK
I SEE YOU RUNNING BUT I SEE NO PROGRESS MY NIGGA YOU BUGGIN' NO CAP AND THAT'S FACTS/
STUCK ON YOUR TROJANS I GUESS YOUR POSITION IS OPEN TO ALL OF THESE CATS AND THAT'S FACTS/
IT'S TIME THAT WE BRING OUT THESE RAPS FEELIN' LIKE PANGA MACHETES/
CUT THROAT AND AN ARM AND A LEG BEST BEWARE OF THE NIGGA FROM NEWLANDS THE WEST/
Versе
I'm hoping I get rich, I know I'm bout to make it big/
Back and forth thoughts in the mix, back and forth doubting my shit/
I'm bout to open catacombs Decimate your top 44/
Back in service with this type flow, got you bumpin' like a 64'/
Impala with the 'draulics and a hoe, night time then she hit the road/
Mama still wanna walk on shore, sands of Maui visions what I hope/
Want my nigga Ted hittin' thieves, a hunnid times you know what I mean/
I forever rep EVE, to entertain you eternally/
First verse I was tryna show, possibilities on spitting gold/
On a beat and energy like this, your ice watch ain't gon' cool the soul/
Of kids tight gripped by devil, you el diablo el fuego nigga/
HOOK
I SEE YOU RUNNING BUT I SEE NO PROGRESS MY NIGGA YOU BUGGIN' NO CAP AND THAT'S FACTS/
STUCK ON YOUR TROJANS I GUESS YOUR POSITION IS OPEN TO ALL OF THESE CATS AND THAT'S FACTS/
IT'S TIME THAT WE BRING OUT THESE RAPS FEELIN' LIKE PANGA MACHETES/
CUT THROAT AND AN ARM AND A LEG BEST BEWARE OF THE NIGGA FROM NEWLANDS THE WEST/
( Gregory Mfeka )
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