I could see the top from the bottom, homie.
That's why I'm looking up
I could see the top from the bottom, homie.

That's why I'm looking up
I could see the top from the bottom, homie.
That's why I'm looking up

They don't know who they dealing with.

We runnin' this town.

The hottest around, she dropping it down.
She moving them hips, she loving the sound.
It's nothing, we run like gauntlets, we love it.

We does it for the public and everybody who loves us.
Its Nicky specifically spitting so swiftly (yeah)
We building a crowd. You haters gon' feel me now.

Runnin' 'em out for runnin' they mouth.
No $#&@ing around, enough of the talk.
We speaking in scriptures, we speaking in pictures.

Like ancient inscriptions depicted by hieroglyphics.
Stay lifted like hydroponic spliff hits.
Sick in the head , sick with the pen.

Spit till I'm dead.
Lyrically kill you my friend, then do it again.
Do you get this, we live this, this isn't a contest you're winning or something

for kidding, you !@#( is kittens, my crew is some pit bulls, we vicious.
Check the visions, 20/20 optics when we spitting incisions like surgical incisions.
The missions to kill it.

Revive it then kill it again.
Back to the wall, just backin' 'em off, no matter the cost
Attacking 'em all, be damned if we fall


They don't know who they dealing with.
It's understandable if we have not been doing %#@!.

But we won't let 'em turn us down, till we make 'em turn around.
Feet are planted to the ground.
We Run This Town


We Run This Town
Best respect it.

We flowing out
Salad dressing.
We show you how

Take a lesson.
We hold it down
Track arrested.


That's impressive and I'm acting wreckless.
Bad to the bone since adolescence.

Rap so fast that you cannot catch it.
I run it back in a flash like a camera, damn it.


I got the passion to have it, yes I'm destined.
Feeling the beat, but it ain't molesting.
Drank and the green is a main investment.

We can go halves, but it ain't a crescent.

And I'm killing the beat then I resurrect it.

Bringing me to life, no evanescence.
Rest in the peace to the old contestants.
Testing me, you ain't gonna pass it.


I'm a real O.G, cause I Own the Game.
And I fold this beat like a paper plane.

And I'm all about change, but I stay the same.
And you all know me, cause you know the name.


Who the in the $#&@ do you think that you are?
(*##$, you're bizarre, can't even spit any bars.
Telling me that I'm not hard.

Though you're just falling apart.
Yeah, you'll get far, thinking that you are in charge.
I'm fighting the beat while you can't even spar.

You're not on the card, bite is as big as my bark.
Crushing a beat in the dark..


I don't think they realize what we're doing over here
You gotta close your eyes, open your ears and pay attention for a minute

They don't know who they dealing with.
It's understandable if we have not been doing %#@!.

But we won't let 'em turn us down, till we make 'em turn around.
Feet are planted to the ground.
We Run This Town

They don't know who they dealing with.

Its understandable if we have not been doing %#@!.
But we won't let 'em turn us down, till we make 'em turn around.
Feet are planted to the ground.
We Run This Town


Tell me why the all hating, probably cause I'm caucasian.
Taking my time, settle me down, Johnny Mack is all patience.
I'm running with dogs, dalmatians.
I'm running with stars, constellations.
Bottom line is that I'm out of my mind.

I need more medication.

Destitation is greatness.
Hesitation is lateness.
Levitation senation.
My rhymes make you feel weightless.

Time is ticking, don't waste it.
Kind of different, oh gracious.
We run this town, we don't $#&@ around, we deserve a standing ovation.
Oh My God, yes I,
Johnny Mack baby come testify.
Love my fans till the day that I fry and I murder beats, left to die.
Spit it with the hottest, but I'm stuck in snow.

Rep my city
I love the 'Lo
Rep my city
I love the 'Lo
D.O.A.P $#&@in' DOAP,

They don't know who they dealing with.

It's understandable if we have not been doing %#@!.
But we won't let 'em turn us down, till we make 'em turn around.
Feet are planted to the ground.
We Run This Town