RUN THAT BACK? NAH

“RUN THAT BACK? NAH.”

Hold up…

That sounds familiar.

Real familiar.

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Saw your new track, had to laugh twice,

Thought I hit replay on my own advice.

Whole damn hook got déjà vu,

Guess inspiration looks good on you.

Talking like you built that sound,

Meanwhile I’m over here looking around.

You ain’t steal the car, just borrowed the keys…

Still crashed it before you hit the street.

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If you’re gonna copy,

At least make it better.

You copied the recipe

And still burned dinner.

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Run that back?

Nah.

Run mine first.

You found gold

Then handed me dirt.

Run that back?

Please don’t.

Everybody knows

Who had it first.

You stole the play,

Fumbled the snap.

Now the whole damn crowd saying…

Run that shit back.

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You took my hook, changed one line,

Called it yours like we’d all go blind.

Painted over somebody else’s wall,

Then bragged you built it from the drywall.

I ain’t even mad,

I’m entertained.

You borrowed the spark,

Still missed the flame.

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Original costs.

Copying’s cheap.

That’s why one gets remembered…

And one gets skipped.

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Run that back?

Nah.

Keep that mess.

I’ll write another

And make it the best.

You chased my shadow,

Couldn’t keep pace.

Thanks for proving

You liked my taste.

Run that back…

Matter of fact,

Run the credits.