RUN IT UP! - Intellectual

Yea x4

Run it up x4

Fuck it up

Run it up

Fuck it up

Run it up

Fuck it up

They put all they debts on a tab and tell Sam to go run it up

Throw me in dirt in the rain and then scoff at the mud on us

Naw, fuck that

Run it up x4

Fuck it up

Run it up

Fuck it up

Run it up

Fuck it up

We hungry as fuck and they lunching on steak right in front of us

We taking that steak off yo plate if you eat it in front of us

This one goes out to the fat cats laughin on they leer

And they peers

With they fingers crossed like just wait one more year

Have no fear

Atlas is the captain of the planet here

I'm bout to start the revolution

Get the fuck up out yo chairs

I'm from that Detroit cemetary

Born with vision, visionary

I can see the plots designed

And hiding in free market theory

Cherry herring, make a show called cops

To make the jury fear me

Then they pad they commas

With the profits from my commisary

Take away my job (yeah)

Gave it to a black box (yeah)

Blame it on a mexi-con

To make the base hot so they don't get caught (yeah)

Pullin the wool on they flock (yeah)

Watch the uptick in they stock (yeah)

Then they go cruise on the yacht, watch!

Tell em to suck on my cock

Hol' on you don't know me

Can't fool me with a rollie

Type a nigga read Socrates

Then smoke and go and have an orgy

Been patient as Toby

Keep playin I ain't jokin

I'll kick in the front do'

Of yo golf club with all of my homies

Run it up x4

Fuck it up

Run it up

Fuck it up

Run it up

Fuck it up

They put all they debts on a tab and tell Sam to go run it up

Throw me in dirt in the rain and then scoff at the mud on us

Naw, fuck that

Run it up x4

Fuck it up

Run it up

Fuck it up

Run it up

Fuck it up

We hungry as fuck and they lunching on steak right in front of us

We taking that steak off yo plate if you eat it in front of us

We live for the profit

We die for the profit

They hide all the profit

So we cannot find it

We start up the ladder

In hopes that we spot it

We get to the top then

They take out the bottom

Then we give all of our logic and power

To boxes that watch us

And prim us and prod us

To cop all they products

And prop up they profits

That prop up they profits

That pop up in office

And change all the laws

So they work for they boss

And they don't want us watching

Them building they bombs

So they turn to they base

And prey on they race problem

Because they know drama just like a narcotic

They serve it, they light it

Then watch us start fighting

Divided in tribes

And then while we all mobbin

There's no one to watch em or stop em

From poppin they rockets

And then we all dead and forgotten

Big bank (woo)

Cherry dot on my name

Which way? Dat way (ugh, yea)

They don't do my thang (woo, yea)

They don't like it when a nigga out his chains

Hold on I'm a beast

Nigga I was never chained

Fuck nigga, I ain't fuckin with you fuck nigga

Type to sell yo own momma for a buck nigga

I don't know bout yall

But I ain't getting fucked nigga

I'd rather sleep in dirt

Than let them run it up nigga

Run it up x4

Fuck it up

Run it up

Fuck it up

Run it up

Fuck it up

They put all they debts on a tab and tell Sam to go run it up

Throw me in dirt in the rain and then scoff at the mud on us

Naw, fuck that

Run it up x4

Fuck it up

Run it up

Fuck it up

Run it up

Fuck it up

We hungry as fuck and they lunching on steak right in front of us

We taking that steak off yo plate if you eat it in front of us