Tricky Mac – Run

Tricky Mac – Run Lyrics

Artist: Tricky Mac
Song: Run

I wake up in an unfamiliar place
This ain’t the party I was at with Daddy K
Might have gone too hard, must have f#cked up my head
All I see are white walls and I’m lying in a bed

With an ECG keeping track of the heart rate
It’s off the richter scale coz I’m in a farked state
This c#nt bursts in the door and says it’s good that I’m awake
And he starts reading off a chart of all the points he wants to make like

If you don’t stop now you will die young and not live til thirty
Mucus in your lungs has built up because your bong is so dirty
Did you never think to clean it maybe you could change the water
And have fresh, clean H2o every time you buy a quarter

Ahh who the f#ck are you to try and tell me that?
Do you know who I am cunt? I’m Tricky f#cken Mac
AKA Captain Choof, Big Dick, Keta King
Laa laa you can’t tell me nothing

You need to calm down
You need to calm down
You need to calm down
You need

To suck my f#cking dick, yip
Hit ’em with the slippery dip
And a late elbow, three weeks for the hit
I bolt down the corridor, shimmied into a room

It’s empty so I duck for cover behind a broom
But then they kicked in the door
Threw me onto the floor
All I heard was “Tricky no biccies no more”

Men in white lab coats like they came from a cop car
So if you get approached by a bloke who says he’s a doctor
Run! Run! Run!
They’re gonna get ya!

Run! Run! Run!
Don’t slip!
Run! Run! Run!
Ahhhhh!!!

Run! Run! Run!
My kids have talked about you before
I knew I’d see you one day
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Run Lyrics – English Translation

I wake up in an unfamiliar place
This ain’t the party I was at with Daddy K
Might have gone too hard, must have f#cked up my head
All I see are white walls and I’m lying in a bed

With an ECG keeping track of the heart rate
It’s off the richter scale coz I’m in a farked state
This c#nt bursts in the door and says it’s good that I’m awake
And he starts reading off a chart of all the points he wants to make like

If you don’t stop now you will die young and not live til thirty
Mucus in your lungs has built up because your bong is so dirty
Did you never think to clean it maybe you could change the water
And have fresh, clean H2o every time you buy a quarter

Ahh who the f#ck are you to try and tell me that?
Do you know who I am cunt? I’m Tricky f#cken Mac
AKA Captain Choof, Big Dick, Keta King
Laa laa you can’t tell me nothing

You need to calm down
You need to calm down
You need to calm down
You need

To suck my f#cking dick, yip
Hit ’em with the slippery dip
And a late elbow, three weeks for the hit
I bolt down the corridor, shimmied into a room

It’s empty so I duck for cover behind a broom
But then they kicked in the door
Threw me onto the floor
All I heard was “Tricky no biccies no more”

Men in white lab coats like they came from a cop car
So if you get approached by a bloke who says he’s a doctor
Lari! Lari! Lari!
They’re gonna get ya!

Lari! Lari! Lari!
Don’t slip!
Lari! Lari! Lari!
Ahhhhh!!!

Lari! Lari! Lari!
My kids have talked about you before
I knew I’d see you one day
Find more lyrics at https://dcslyrics.com

Tricky Mac Lyrics – Run

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Release Year: 2021