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J-Drizz - Hillrun Lyrics



J-Drizz - Hillrun Lyrics




If Sally's sellin sea shells
Down by the sea shore
I think it's time we rebel
Cuz we can seymore
Like Philip Hoffman
I'm coughing up intoxicants
The verbal prominence
Is opulence
When mixed with confidence
I got the
Vantage point
To point out all the fakes
We sittin top side
We got a place above the snakes
Rattle wanna battle
You know the stakes
Me and my crew
Head and shoulders above you
We don't f*ck with the flakes
False prophets
Showing false profit
Pockets stay full
By Keeping the wool
Covering your sockets
I's the one to clear the fog up
Part of the job description
Now it's on to another saga
Like tales of infamy
We always in the win
We mobilize the infantry of knowledge
That's within our mind
It's not a sin to help your kin or friend
Cuz in the end
When one of us gets to ball
We all win

You're run of the mill
We're running the hill
And now we're running the race
You're one of a hundred mill
Wonderin
Still runnin in place
But rather than chill
You'd still kill
Pillage and plunder
Slaughter for numbers
That add up to nothing
Deleting yourself
Really who pushed the button

You're run of the mill
We're running the hill
And now we're running the race
You're one of a hundred mill
Wonderin
Still runnin in place
But rather than chill
You'd still kill
Pillage and plunder
Slaughter for numbers
That add up to nothing
Deleting yourself
Really who pushed the button

Now I'm Pulling strings
Acting like a marionette
Oh yeah
My baskets full
Istanbul
And Marrakesh
Trade the war crimes
Like vets
Never the past
Address
Return to sender
And a bender
Is the path you get
This futurama
Ain't getting better
The trauma got me stressed
Looking up at commas
Ima keep pushing
Like a rep
My chest burns
A quest turned
Weather Love it or leave it
My sets earned
A lesson learned
Breaking molds
I'm good for the soul
The almighty
God Body
5 percenters
They know
The teachings
Coming from a land
Above the winter and snow
Picking up and keeping tabs
Like a vacuum w notes
To quote
One of the greats
I want my plates
Looking like
Cheese, eggs
And don't forget
The welches grape
I'm referencing my salary
They acting like it's weight
And I'm out here burning these calories
While acting like it's cake
Now pay my rate

You're run of the mill
We're running the hill
And now we're running the race
You're one of a hundred mill
Wonderin
Still runnin in place
But rather than chill
You'd still kill
Pillage and plunder
Slaughter for numbers
That add up to nothing
Deleting yourself
Really who pushed the button

You're run of the mill
We're running the hill
And now we're running the race
You're one of a hundred mill
Wonderin
Still runnin in place
But rather than chill
You'd still kill
Pillage and plunder
Slaughter for numbers
That add up to nothing
Deleting yourself
Really who pushed the button
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If Sally's sellin sea shells
Down by the sea shore
I think it's time we rebel
Cuz we can seymore
Like Philip Hoffman
I'm coughing up intoxicants
The verbal prominence
Is opulence
When mixed with confidence
I got the
Vantage point
To point out all the fakes
We sittin top side
We got a place above the snakes
Rattle wanna battle
You know the stakes
Me and my crew
Head and shoulders above you
We don't f*ck with the flakes
False prophets
Showing false profit
Pockets stay full
By Keeping the wool
Covering your sockets
I's the one to clear the fog up
Part of the job description
Now it's on to another saga
Like tales of infamy
We always in the win
We mobilize the infantry of knowledge
That's within our mind
It's not a sin to help your kin or friend
Cuz in the end
When one of us gets to ball
We all win

You're run of the mill
We're running the hill
And now we're running the race
You're one of a hundred mill
Wonderin
Still runnin in place
But rather than chill
You'd still kill
Pillage and plunder
Slaughter for numbers
That add up to nothing
Deleting yourself
Really who pushed the button

You're run of the mill
We're running the hill
And now we're running the race
You're one of a hundred mill
Wonderin
Still runnin in place
But rather than chill
You'd still kill
Pillage and plunder
Slaughter for numbers
That add up to nothing
Deleting yourself
Really who pushed the button

Now I'm Pulling strings
Acting like a marionette
Oh yeah
My baskets full
Istanbul
And Marrakesh
Trade the war crimes
Like vets
Never the past
Address
Return to sender
And a bender
Is the path you get
This futurama
Ain't getting better
The trauma got me stressed
Looking up at commas
Ima keep pushing
Like a rep
My chest burns
A quest turned
Weather Love it or leave it
My sets earned
A lesson learned
Breaking molds
I'm good for the soul
The almighty
God Body
5 percenters
They know
The teachings
Coming from a land
Above the winter and snow
Picking up and keeping tabs
Like a vacuum w notes
To quote
One of the greats
I want my plates
Looking like
Cheese, eggs
And don't forget
The welches grape
I'm referencing my salary
They acting like it's weight
And I'm out here burning these calories
While acting like it's cake
Now pay my rate

You're run of the mill
We're running the hill
And now we're running the race
You're one of a hundred mill
Wonderin
Still runnin in place
But rather than chill
You'd still kill
Pillage and plunder
Slaughter for numbers
That add up to nothing
Deleting yourself
Really who pushed the button

You're run of the mill
We're running the hill
And now we're running the race
You're one of a hundred mill
Wonderin
Still runnin in place
But rather than chill
You'd still kill
Pillage and plunder
Slaughter for numbers
That add up to nothing
Deleting yourself
Really who pushed the button
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Writer: Jaffar Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: J-Drizz
Language: English
Length: 2:38
Written by: Jaffar Smith

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