Recorded March 28, 2020
Written by Marc 350

Lyrics:
Let’s fuxking run, rage. We don’t play these games. Fuxking with us. Put you in a grave. We’re on a rampage. 

Make you run away. Make you end ur day. What u gotta say? No, you cannot stay. We will always have our way. 

Run all over you. Who the fuxk are you? Don’t you call me rude. Crazy like some beetle juice. Make you black and blue. 

Off the shrooms? Watch some loony toons. You is just a goof. You some niggas goon. Wanna shoot, till the dead is you. 

You the fuxk nigga, ion like. Pop a pill and take, flight. Dumb bitch, ion fight. And I’m always right.

Let’s fuxking run, rage. We don’t play these games. Fuxking with us. Put you in a grave. We’re on a rampage. 

Mosh pit. Wig split. Stomp a bitch. Scare the kids. Break a bone. No control. Don’t go home. Hospital.

Run to the drum. Drop when we’re done. See the lights. Time to fight. Red in my eyes. Time to die. 

All this energy, Marc 350. Black lightning. This the dead zone. We just having fun. While we run. 

RUN

RUN - Marc 350

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