Mark Battles - Track Meet Feat. Mark Battles lyrics

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Mark Battles - Track Meet Feat. Mark Battles lyrics

[Hook: Barak The Rapper] Surfin' through the crowd Vibratin' to the beat Crowd stay buzzin' Hands up on they feet We run it We run it, run it Like a track meet We run it, we run it Run it, like a track meet [Verse 1: Barak The Rapper] Ready, set, go On my ready set flow Get the record straight It's already set though Underdog baby They don't wanna bet though Shoutin' out in public I ain't got Tourette's though We renting out the club Never mind a dress code Bring the bottles out We never forget those A lot of people near me But none of 'em get close I'm on top of the new cla** As far as debate goes A lot of politics in rap Takin' shots at me Well let's tick for tack Dolla dolla bill Yeah they strip for that Haters gon' hate I never trip off that Talk to ya Gift of gab She wanna grab my baton And run wit it Up on the plate She askin' if I'll hit it You know you got fans When you start to hear critics I'm Kobe in the 4th Puttin' on a clinic [Hook: Barak The Rapper] X2 [Verse 2: Barak The Rapper] We run it with no brakes No re-takes My level so high So high like weed cakes Been rappin' for a while You been rappin' like 3 days You soft, cheesy and sweet Like cheesecake Not to say that I'm the hardest b**h I'm only bein' honest You don't say nothin' Don't call yourself an artist Who's flow be the hottest Like the valley mid August? Me, mine, I Yeah I'm not modest Flow speaks for itself If knowledge is wealth I should have a few millions All to myself I don't wear big chains No Gucci belt Cause these rappers iced out But I'm bout to make it melt They ask who run it And we raise our hands I ask her what we doin' She take off my pants Ready to take her skirt off When I'm rappin' with my shirt off I get it, how I get it And it's sh** you never heard of [Hook: Barak The Rapper] X2 [Verse 3: Mark Battles] Run it like a track meet I'm a rap beast athlete I'm on now, you was last week That's deep, I'm too sick Can't match Me Cash freak, how we living Just ask D n***a it's FA We here for tomorrow and the next day Let's say, I'm cut different Just press play We gon' get it my n***a I'm headed to the moon if you wit it my n***a Talk is cheap, bout my business my n***a Started from nothing And now we got it buzzin' Plan to keep it coming I might run it for a dozen You can't stop it You jockin' for the profit To me it ain't an option I won't give 'em a round I run it like Christopher Brown It's Battles [Hook: Barak The Rapper] X2