Текст песни Hit the Ground Running - JL B.Hood , King Iso , Tech N9ne

All of us should go, a nigga knock, who's wit' it?
They will never know or never stop who did it
'Cause we all speed 'em up
Ain't no catching up with us at all when we cut
Everybody know the way I rip it sound stunning
Nobody stopping us when we hit the ground running
Come on

Feeding you N9na ever since the money was allocated
From T.O.G. and every time I drop people salivated
Venomous vernacular is very vicious and validated
By many people but to the fuckin' foolish my style is hated
Ain't that a panini that's mad at a weenie
The stabbing and jabbing rapping, capping as bad as cabrini?
I'm one of the critical ones
Fiending for fire foul and formidable from pitiful slums
But I got up and served these suckas my syllables some
Roadrunna, this MO gunna's a flow stunna
When he get chose by the hoes, none of the clothes on her
Loving the soul of a rogue and they want the dough from a
Platinum and gold negro under one O's number
I'm hand picking 'em, clarity and the quick in 'em
Stick with the fam', thicker than rarity, never different than
A chariot with it flickering
Flame I hold like Olympian
But the kicker been, I really can't tell if anyone's even listening

I'm not human
Earth is too dense
Love is useless
(I don't really wanna be a part of this system, no nothing
Manifest a better place for me, this one malfunctioned)
One, run, two, bitch
(Taking off into the universe, I got out, then I found something
Throw another fuckin' planet toward 'em
'Bout to hit the ground running like)

Tell me I ain't got it, you faking, lying, hallucinating
You get a vibe but do hide your feelings, you trying to escape 'em
To the rudimentary, it's too Da Vinci for you to take in
Hoping that if I do fall, eventually parachute gon' cave in (Woo)
Foolish envy, with whom am I miscommunicating? (Uh)
Claiming like I ain't one of the illest
You get a rude awakening
Seen this side of me and then sat in silence recuperating
If you looking to do some hating, figure no use in waiting
I'm bored, important spoils of my sport
Cyborg at war winning, willing to die for it
On my Thor shit, floor spins, spin in a time warp
My portion short, then I kill and fill my fork (Hell yeah)
Table-tippin', the energy got the cable glitching
Enter the Matrix, when I'm blazing, bitch I be Agent Smith
And shit go shifting back and forth over
It ain't no game of tennis
Takin' human form when I'm morphing
Homie like wait a minute

I'm not human
Earth is too dense
Love is useless
(I don't really wanna be a part of this system, no nothing
Manifest a better place for me, this one malfunctioned)
One, run, two, bitch
(Taking off into the universe, I got out, then I found something
Throw another fuckin' planet toward 'em
'Bout to hit the ground running like)

Running like Naruto and needing N9na to throw batons
Baton like Rouge and kill everything like Rittz while foes are on
See you people are slowing on
We be speeding like motocross
Please believe it like Ripley
I'm gunning like when you quote it wrong
Rocking o's like I'm Jovi Bon
Got the force, call me Solo Han
I'm the war to you whores
I'm the dinosaur stepping on your lawn
Anybody wanna try to keep up with the killer
I don't even want him gone
Sick enough to go toe to toe with a crook, someone calling ya
And that nigga's from Omaha?
Told you all that Iso's a god
Bitch, it is like I switched dimensions
And photo bombed Kotal Kahn
Holy moly, what's going on?
With a bat leave 'em Mortal Kom'
Open portals when I flow and producers call me Polow da Don
Tech finna sounding effortless, rhyming better than most of y'all
You're like designer, yes, I be flyer even when clothes are off
Who do I catch now?
Gotta catch 'em all like a Pokeball
Better follow the protocol
Listen homie I told you all that

I'm not human
Earth is too dense
Love is useless
(I don't really wanna be a part of this system, no nothing
Manifest a better place for me, this one malfunctioned)
One, run, two, bitch
(Taking off into the universe, I got out, then I found something
Throw another fuckin' planet toward 'em
'Bout to hit the ground running like)

Tech N9ne
JL
King ISO
Killer shit
We hoped you enjoyed
Sidenote, there's nobody else fucking with us