Verse 1 Feel the heat, b*tch, I'm here to feed, where's your Madnem? I ain't looking for no peace, I need that beef, so where's your man then? I've been banging in these streets, so get to pleading, we some mad men You ain't looking pretty tough, I caught your bluff and now I'll clown him See, it's cute that you thought you could set to the Six You must be new to the block, I got plenty time to kick And now your ours friend wanted in the set and now your death is on the crown friend Every single second Aizen begging me to pound him One-two, one-two, one-two, one-two, hit him 'til he's down then Stop second guessing, if I let him down, it's when I've drowned him With a flurry-a-fist, jaws of the six Like clockwork I'll batter this Orange, concentration sh*t Honestly, it's just how "sick" men roll When I run up on a set, then you'll see six heads roll Feel the vibe then, move in white drip, a ruling clique with lord Aizen fu*k the clips, grab the Bleach and pour it in his eyes then Aizen told us: "Move mean" Run up on your block and show that man the Blue Beam Walk in any sect with death threat-su-mi With that boot aimed at your neck you're next breath on G Any day G Walk in Hueco Mondo, there's a problem when you name me Bury him six feet deep, that's a grave B Move-a-step Sonido sounds iconic when they play me, so cut the sh*t Chorus Now you're running from the Six? It's embarassing So many leagues above these Billy Madison's Coming for the Six? Where's your Garrison? What ya think was gonna happen when I damaged him? Running from the Six? It's embarassing So many leagues above these Billy Madison's Coming for the Six? Where's your Garrison? What ya think was gonna happen when I damaged him? Verse 2 When I think about them eyes of yours I have to try and force a different dialect Diaphragm be missing, that's a dire threat My man is Shire bread, moving like Elijah did It's nihilistic, try as he might, I don't have time for it I'm packing claws as mean as six lugers Wrapping up the trap, I'll get him bagged, Stark's a quick shooter Pull up to Los Noches, Mandem stop running, I won't lose you When I'm aiming red dots at your dome, light king Buddha On that god sh*t I feel violent On that top sh*t I be vibing And I don't flop, b*tch, keep crying And when I'm gone I guess you'll only hear the sirens Chorus Now you're running from the Six? It's embarassing So many leagues above these Billy Madison's Coming for the Six? Where's your Garrison? What ya think was gonna happen when I damaged him? Running from the Six? It's embarassing So many leagues above these Billy Madison's Coming for the Six? Where's your Garrison? What ya think was gonna happen when I damaged him? Outro Running from the Six Running from the Six Running from the Six