Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hit the Ground Running, artist - Tech N9ne. Album song N9NA, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.04.2019
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Hit the Ground Running |
All of us should go, a nigga knock, who’s with' it? |
They will never know or never stop who did it |
'Cause we all speed 'em up |
Ain’t no catchin' up with us at all when we cut |
Everybody know the way I rip it sound stunnin' |
Nobody stoppin' us when we hit the ground runnin' |
Come on |
Feedin' you N9na ever since the money was allocated |
From T.O.G. |
and every time I drop people salivated |
Venomous vernacular is very vicious and validated |
By many people but to the fuckin' foolish my style is hated |
Ain’t that a panini that’s mad at a weenie |
The stabbin' and jabbin' rappin', cappin' as bad as cabrini? |
I’m one of the critical ones |
Fiendin' for fire foul and formidable from pitiful slums |
But I got up and served these suckas my syllables some |
Roadrunna, this MO gunna’s a flow stunna |
When he get chose by the hoes, none of the clothes on her |
Lovin' the soul of a rogue and they want the dough from a |
Platinum and gold negro under one O’s number |
I’m hand pickin' 'em, clarity and the quick in 'em |
Stick with the fam', thicker than rarity, never different than |
A chariot with it flickerin', flame I hold like Olympian |
But the kicker been, I really can’t tell if anyone’s even listenin' |
I’m not human, Earth is too dense |
Love is useless |
(I don’t really wanna be a part of this system, no nothing |
Manifest a better place for me, this one malfunctioned) |
One, run, two, bitch |
(Taking off into the universe, I got out, then I found somethin' |
Throw another fuckin' planet toward 'em |
'Bout to hit the ground running like) |
Tell me I ain’t got it, you fakin', lyin', hallucinatin' |
You get a vibe but do hide your feelings, you tryin' to escape 'em |
To the rudimentary, it’s too Da Vinci for you to take in |
Hopin' that if I do fall, eventually parachute gon' cave in (Woo) |
Foolish envy, with whom am I miscommunicatin'? |
(Uh) |
Claimin' like I ain’t one of the illest, you get a rude awakenin' |
Seen this side of me and then sat in silence recuperatin' |
If you looking to do some hatin', figure no use in waitin' |
I’m bored, important spoils of my sport |
Cyborg at war winnin', willin' to die for it |
On my Thor shit, floor spins, spin in a time warp |
My portion short, then I kill and fill my fork (Hell yeah) |
Table-tippin', the energy got the cable glitchin' |
Enter the Matrix, when I’m blazing, bitch I be Agent Smith |
And shit go shiftin' back and forth over, it ain’t no game of tennis |
Takin' human form when I’m morphin', homie like wait a minute |
I’m not human, Earth is too dense |
Love is useless |
(I don’t really wanna be a part of this system, no nothing |
Manifest a better place for me, this one malfunctioned) |
One, run, two, bitch |
(Taking off into the universe, I got out, then I found somethin' |
Throw another fuckin' planet toward 'em |
'Bout to hit the ground running like) |
Runnin' like Naruto and needin' N9na to throw batons |
Baton like Rouge and kill everything like Rittz while foes are on |
See you people are slowin' on, we be speedin' like motocross |
Please believe it like Ripley |
I’m gunnin' like when you «e it wrong |
Rockin' o’s like I’m Jovi Bon |
Got the force, call me Solo Han |
I’m the war to you whores, I’m the dinosaur steppin' on your lawn |
Anybody wanna try to keep up with the killer |
I don’t even want him gone |
Sick enough to go toe to toe with a crook, someone calling ya |
«And that nigga’s from Omaha?» |
Told you all that Iso’s a God, bitch, it is like I switched dimensions |
And photo bombed Kotal Kahn |
Holy moly, what’s goin' on? |
With a bat leave 'em Mortal Kom' |
Open portals when I flow and producers call me Polow da Don |
Tech finna soundin' effortless, rhymin' better than most of y’all |
You’re like designer, yes, I be flyer even when clothes are off |
Who do I catch now? |
Gotta catch 'em all like a Pokeball |
Better follow the protocol, listen homie I told you all that |
I’m not human, Earth is too dense |
Love is useless |
(I don’t really wanna be a part of this system, no nothing |
Manifest a better place for me, this one malfunctioned) |
One, run, two, bitch |
(Taking off into the universe, I got out, then I found somethin' |
Throw another fuckin' planet toward 'em |
'Bout to hit the ground running like) |
Tech N9ne |
JL |
King ISO |
Killer shit |
We hoped you enjoyed |
Sidenote, there’s nobody else fucking with us |