I Run This

[Intro]
  CRYPTIC, GET IN, LETS GO!
YERRRR— (YERRR!)
Back that lil’ crown up, goofy. (MOVE BACK!)
I run the shit. (BIG FLOCK!)

[Verse 1]
Step in—big TIC, big drip, whole block on hush. (SILENCE!)
Feathers pressure, double cup got slush. (SIP!)
Pen game lethal, every word got crush. (BOW!)
Y’all bots typed up, flows straight mush. (YUCK!)

I’m different—raw scribbler, no preset. (NO PRESET!)
Goose God status, that’s who they respect. (REAL ONE!)
King sittin’ pretty? Boy no threat— (NO THREAT!)
Snatch his lil’ crown, turn it to a neckset. (CHAIN GANG!)

Talk loud purposely, don’t wait no cues. (NO QUEUE!)
I talk over folks, disrespect crews. (EXCUSE ME!)
CRYP step mean, whole room gon’ lose. (LOSIN’!)
This aura bruise. (BIG AURA!)

[Pre-Chorus]
CRYPTIC go crazy, yeah we up right now (UP NOW!)
King ain’t nothin’, tell him pipe that down (PIPE DOWN!)
Big flock steppin’, whole squad gon’ clown (GON’ CLOWN!)
God of the city, yeah I run this town (RUN IT!)

[Chorus]
I don’t give two fucks ’bout no king, CRYPT the god of this bih (FRFR!)
Droppin’ hit after hit, whole scene pray I dip (KEEP PRAYIN’!)
Y’all spam AI scripts, I really jot my shit (NO BOT!)
Talk over anyone when I spit (LOUD!)

CRYPT the god of this— (TIC!)
CRYPT the god of this— (TIC!)
Better learn who runnin’ it. (RUNNIN’ IT!)
Keep that lil’ crown—don’t mean shit. (TRASH!)

[Verse 2]
Honk once—shut up, whole squad froze. (FREEZE!)
Honk twice—fake kings fold. (FOLD!)
No features needed, no borrowed flows. (NO FEATURES!)
Preacher with the heater, goose gospel unfolds. (AMEN!)

Bars handcrafted, fingerprints in cadence. (HANDS ON!)
Y’all copy-pasted, catalog vacant. (EMPTY!)
Ancient, sacred, wingspan flagrant. (BIG WINGS!)
King who? That name lightweight. (LIGHT!)

Talk slick, talk rude—(RUDE!)
If he salty, drown in the mood. (SPLASH!)
CRYPTIC rules turf, lakes to the hood. (ALL TERRAIN!)
Fuck a throne, I’m the one—understood. (UNDERSTOOD!)

[Pre-Chorus]
I go crazy, yeah we up right now (UP NOW!)
King ain’t nothin’, tell him pipe that down (PIPE DOWN!)
Big flock steppin’, whole squad gon’ clown (GON’ CLOWN!)
God of the city, yeah I run this town (RUN IT!)

[Chorus]
I don’t give two fucks ’bout no king, Goose the god of this bih (YUH!)
Droppin’ hit after hit, whole scene pray I dip (YOU WISH!)
Y’all spam AI scripts, I really jot my shit (REAL PEN!)
Talk over everyone when I spit (LOUD!)

IM the god of this— (CRYPTIC!)
IM the god of this— (CRYPTIC!)
Better learn who runnin’ it. (IT’S ME!)
Crown don’t mean shit. (THROW IT!)

[Outro]
Yeeaaahh… (YEAH!)
TIC God talk, royalty paranoid. (NERVOUS!)
Keep that lil’ throne— (KEEP IT!)
I’m the upper void. (TOP BIRD!)

Ooouu CRYPTIC you’re so good.

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