Run It

bounce to this beat I'm might announce with this heat I'd like to pounce on that peach if you clowns wouldn't speak I'd reach an ounce with each word I'd make you peak to observe what you heard you haven't seen yet that's a clean bet I'm a lean threat to your spleen check the green heck I get recycled more than aluminum then ever bar I use as a euphemism is trashed out who is given permission to leave me ass out of gas how when I'm the oil you pump from underground my soil won't give because my roots run deep