Haystak Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Run Hide Duck Lyrics

Ok children for today's vocabulary test

 Who would like to stand up and share with the rest of the classroom?

 The definition of the word- Dictate

 

 Ohh, me me me, please

 

 Okay Jason go ahead, stand up

 And give us the definition of the word Dictate

 Ok?

 

 You know Ms. Johnson, dictate

 How's my Dic Tate

 

 [Haystak]

 My minds constantly in money gettin mode

 I done seen bitches flip like them Sony explodes

 I came by way of a long bumpy road

 Doin eighty it's all gravy on the phone gettin throat

 From the padro?? to that hydro

 From that sticky to that icky

 Dark tinted windows on my stretch 150

 Killer talkin trash

 Tell em boy come and get me

 They been bumpin for some minuets

 They some bitches evidently

 MY city represents me like fifty thousand albums

 They eat it up in the Ville like x-pills and Valiums

 God damn, you did em so dirty

 Jumpin up out of the back of that back 430

 I shit hotter then fish grease

 Strong as a pitch??

 Bitch please

 I'm none of them fake mc's

 That sees their enemies and run like hoes

 Nuthin to fear but fear foo confront your foes

 And tell em

 

 [Hook 8x]

 Run hide duck huh

 Bitch you heard me huh what?

 

 [Haystak]

 Crippling competitors crushed my opposition

 Walk into a room rappers stand up at attention

 Like Ten, hut hut hut, shovin threw the club

 Hollerin, what what what what

 Crunk and I could give a fuck

 Sipping syrup got me slower then molasses in December

 May as well show my ass in the morning I won't remember

 Why my hand hurts

 How i got this cut above my eye

 Holler turned to squabbling

 With fools from another side

 Fist will hurt your pride

 Bullets hurt your sole

 When they jumping out of your body

 Because you're bleeding out of control

 Oh no, I can't go out like this

 Layin here with my drawers full of shit and piss

 You ignorant son-of-a trailer park tramp

 Who in the fuck do you think I am?

 God damn, you only get one more warning

 Then you're goin to sleep

 But it aint gonna be no yawning

 

 [Hook 8x]

 Run hide duck huh

 Bitch you heard me huh what?

 

 

 [Haystak]

 If i could make this verse as hard as the other two

 This song would be a banging mother fucker dude

 Haystak, alias moonshine, big stak, mista mac

 Mista if we beefing watch your god damn back

 Even in showers, even at picnics

 My clicks thicker then brick mix

 Bullets fatally attracted like lunatic chicks

 Who jumped on your dick cause your record was hot

 Found out where your family stays, can't blow up the spot

 Huh, what

 Can you say clothes in the yard?

 Bitch dun threw some grits and barley missed me swear to god

 My old lady got more heart then the majority of them

 IF I don't like it I go in the source

 Say it in public and fuck em

 It wasn't no accident or homicide

 I purposely buck em

 The fuckin snitch sold out my cousin

 Got him busted at customs

 You like em but don't trust em

 Fuck em but don't love em

 If you really think he's bluffin

 Take the gun away from em

 

 [Hook 8x]

 Run hide duck huh

 Bitch you heard me huh what?