Harlem Spartans - Animalism lyrics

[Intro] 2 hands down They will run and disperse Run, run They will run and disperse 2 hands down Harlem Run, run, run Harlem don Disperse Harlem Run out of breath get got Burst Run Harlem Run, run out of breath get got Ton run out breath get got Burst run out of breath get got Harlem Burst [Hook] x2 We are greasy they are neeky We are bad they are not Wait man stop, I got a .44 not A1 pop My mates are nuts blades in tops all the way to man's socks Opp thot screaming every gyal want a harlem don [Verse] Real k**ers round me Cross the line and get hurt, b**hes screaming lowe me Bro might pull out the ting and burst Hit man dip dip thats ching ching for a nerd We swerve, get out cars and back shanks first Who? man said what fam fam, bruh Harlem gang pull up gang, violent gang Violent skr get in the cut and put in the work The matter not is the blade, it's who backs and puts in first You might see this sh** as a game, ceecee hey, hello hi man get burst These opps, are not worth, my time I'm pissed, I'm hurt, alert We can turn up now 2 hands down, they will run and disperse [Hook] x2 We are greasy they are neeky We are bad they are not Wait man stop, I got a .44 not A1 pop My mates are nuts blades in tops all the way to man's socks Opp thot screaming every gyal want a harlem don [Verse] We ain't on piss, we ain't on sh** Shut your mouth just shut your gob Most man have been chinged chinged chinged da f** up and chopped We ride round der squad pull up formation all maud MizMac playing striker, samurai jack wid da blade in front Center mid mid hold my gun JoJo with me and hold his gun Pull up ten toes or truck Cook up fry fry like pot Hot fat corn, .44 all long I'm an animalistic man with an animalistic gun You think its games run run run run out of breath get got It's not no talking situation pull out my ting, it's on We blacked out like Batman man shank man or get shot [Hook] x2 We are greasy they are neeky We are bad they are not Wait man stop, I got a .44 not A1 pop My mates are nuts blades in tops all the way to man's socks Opp thot screaming every gyal want a harlem don