(All the other kids with the pumped up kicks)
Yeah
(Better run, better run
Outrun my gun)
Uh
(All the other kid with the pumped up kicks
Better run, better run
Faster than my bullet)
It just feels good no? Ha, yeah
(All the other kid with the pumped up kicks
Better run, better run
Outrun my gun)
I ain't like them
(All the other kids) At all
(With the pumped up kicks
Better run, better run
Faster than my bullet)
Let's get into it
I used to hear laughter, from the rafters
Now they watch what I do and do it after
The illest rapper, from the home of the Raptors
k**ing this sh** from here to Ancaster
Plus I'm in my zone, getting stoned, Alabaster
Sitting like my daddy ain't home, I'm a ba*tard
Homie I'm a baller, you a sports-caster
Getting more waves than white-water-rafters
This is a disaster
You should call your pastor
Cause your girl pa**ing out every time I past her
Sitting on a plane, champagne, eating pasta
Throwing up a V like a f**ing back-catcher
I'm a rap master
Dapper
Swagger
Stature
Taking what I want them I'm ghost like Casper
Used to be broke, but now like a private practice
of chiropractors, I'm straight
Kush in the air
sh** got me feeling alright
One time for your boy
Two times for the North side
Why do I feel like I do something wrong every time I try to do something right?
But if you know me by now
Then you should know that I'm nothing like
(All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run
Outrun my gun)
No I ain't nothing like
(All the other kids with the pumped up kicks)
All them other kids
(You better run, better run
Faster than my bullet)
No I ain't nothing like
(All the other kids)
No I ain't nothing like
(With the pumped up kicks)
No I ain't nothing like
(You better run, better run
Outrun my gun)
No I ain't nothing like
(All the other kids, with the pumped up kicks)
All them other kids
(You better run, better run
Faster than my bullet)
Vanilla coloured whip, sh** is ice cold
Bumping Vanilla Ice chain made of white gold
They wanna see me fail, change like a wishing well
Coming with that coke flow
You should grow your pinky nail, AH
They don't understand what it took
Those who pirated my music want a hand over hook
Black Beards in this, acting weird in this
Leave p**y holes in check, pap smear in this
Went from, crossing my T's and dotting my I's
To putting a, cross on my tees and fog in my eyes
This one's for my Jamaican homies licking shots in the sky
Down look down when you lick em look a star in his eyes, GYAL
These other dudes are at a stand-still
Women I Minaj just cannot believe my a** real
Your girl's favourite rapper tell me how does that feel?
These rappers s** dick and it's funny to me, gag reel
Drinks all around
sh** got me feeling alright
Throw up a V for your boy
Throw up a One for the North Side
Why do I feel like I do something wrong every time I try to do something right?
But if you know me by now
Then you should know that I'm nothing like
(All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run
Outrun my gun)
No I ain't nothing like
(All the other kids with the pumped up kicks)
All them other kids
(You better run, better run
Faster than my bullet)
No I ain't nothing like
(All the other kids)
No I ain't nothing like
(With the pumped up kicks)
No I ain't nothing like
(You better run, better run
Outrun my gun)
No I ain't nothing like
(All the other kids, with the pumped up kicks)
All them other kids
(You better run, better run
Faster than my bullet)
Yeah
V's Up
Verse 3
See you when the album comes
Poetic Symphonies and Like Minded Souls
Don't worry it's coming