Kid Prime, Landxn Fyre - RUN IT 13ACK Lyrics

Back again like picked scabs
Trip you up like six tabs
Started off on the wrong foot
Now both feet runnin quick fast
No big checks, no big cash, no chit chat
Run it back, said run it back, said
(Run it back!)
Bring it back like I did that
Spittin fast no spit spat
Bringing back that boombap
But it's Star Wars when we talk trap
I talk trash you spit that
On the stage wearing hazmats
I ain't talking contract, talk contracts
Slid through like slick Rick
Second life like Nikki Sixx
Come back with harder hits
So I can shatter records that you never did
And if this record ain't do the trick
I promise the rest will never miss
I'll have you reciting my shit like a tick
They wearing the hoddies and repping the kid
One time for the classmates who always killed my vibe (One time)
Two times for those kids bouta work a nine-to-five (Two times)
Young child with a fresh style
Can't give a...
I'm fresh out
If you chasing clout we can throw down
I've been my own since the fifth grade
Talent shows and I shook the stage
Parents left with no words to say
Fourteen with a woke brain
Fifteen is when the bars came
Sixteen and I hate the game
Seventeen we finna reign
Ahhh damn, eighteen?
We gone see the damn records break
Three times for the ones out grinding
Four times for the rough ass diamonds
Five times for the ones who don't chase clout
But instead just wanna chase commas
Six times for the ones not stopping
Seven times for the ten year vets
Who've been in it this long and still stay poppin

Poppin' off and drop in a coffin
I've gotten 'em in a shock and I'm not ever gonna stop with it
What you got, it is not toppin' it
Everybody looking awful when they spit it, I do never get it
Anybody talkin better listen, run up on 'em like
Run it back, runnin' back, what is that, under that
Tough and rough and buff and huffin' and puffin'
You nothin', nothin', I said nothin', I'm young and I'm somethin'
Somethin' tell me I know better, man I rhyme so clever
And my mind's so everlastin'
What more would I ever have to ask and
I'll throw you in a pit of tigers, Carol Baskin
That's in action, lacking passion, hit 'em
Trashing and bashing in fashion no matching, what's cracking I'm after them
So whats happening, grabbing the match and I'm hatching and catching 'em (Ok)
One time for the people that doubted me (Yeah)
Two times for the people that after me (Ok)
Three times for the souls I've inspired, dont hold it inside, let it bring informality (OK)
Four times fo r the people that lost it
Five times for the people who crossed the insane mind that'll lay rhymes
Say I'm biting like a k-9, you ain't know what I did costed
I'm done with that mumble crap
I'm comin' at 'em, upper jab
Anybody say otherwise, ending up like the other guys, you wanting that, make fun of rap
The son of rap is coming that is gonna snap and gonna crack
So anybody want it come and get it, just beginning, up for that?
You runnin' back? I'm loving that, now run it back! (That's it)