Terry Fox

[Verse - Myer Clarity]
Okay let’s cut all the pussy footin’, I’m back like you wish I was’t
I came to fuck the party up Mr Funny Looking
Buddy I run it like Terry, man this double life scary
Wouldn’t but in line buddy, I got dibs, I’m in front of my city
Sitting hella pretty with a bonafide biddy
Come & ride with me, Cee & I, we the rise of the under dog
We like fucking rotweilers pinned to fight a two legged deaf dumb blind diabetic one eyed dying puppy
Bark at me, Lil' Mickey with the Coco ugh, Bad girls bump it up in Soho ugh
Rappers want it free that’s a no no, cost a whole arm and leg for the promo ugh
All across the globe with a go pro ugh, hunnid miles and running I ain’t local ugh
I’m buzzing I’m cussing I’m rubbing elbows, with the big wigs, no it ain’t cordial ugh
Look at me now, look at the crowd, I done did good
I just go hard till they throw in the towel, bubbling up lemme boil it down
I don’t pick a battle I just sick a pack of pit bulls at em then
Light my ciggy, flick it at 'em, I ain’t one for all the chitter chatting
Busy bitch, kiss my assistants asses ooooh
Oh fucking Lord, I’m a heart throb
Came up from the underground I’m pissing off the top floor
Are you not entertained, do you want more?
Man I run on the beat like I’m motherfucking Terry Fox
Leg up on the competition, set it off

[Hook]
Slow it down, why you always in a rush?
You ain’t catching up to me, nooo
I made the dash, now my life is moving fast
I ain't ever gonna take it slow

I said I’m running running running now
Run it like Terry, run it, run it like Terry Fox
Run it like Terry

I said I’m running running running now
Run it like Terry, run it, run it like Terry Fox
Run it like Terry

[Intro - Cee]
Aight I got my Asics strapped up, quads and hams are loose af
Protein bar on smash, goddamnit Mate I’m ready, let’s get it

[Verse - Cee]
Eh, and really I'm suited up, ready for who the fuck
I ain't know who to trust, nobody cool as us, too busy winning to fuck with these losers, cuz
Breathe, and we just be moving up, losing is new to us
Homie the crew is too busy to snooze it much, only a milli is soothing my mood and fuck
Run it, a winner never wins 'em all
We going in on every battle, hit the podium or nah
I got a passion for the struggle, if we crashing, then we huddle
Shit is mash up, then we trash it, hit the track and then we snuff you
Fuck 'em, I run a business, run the clique but never run in place
A jog at midnight, that's the only time I'm running late
I run the city, ain't nobody doing shit but we
They tried to bury us, but they ain't know that we was seeds
Homeboy, we be running often, Monday through Sunday morning
We never chill, that's soft and, my aspirations awesome
I got a feeling we gon' run it for a minute
This our moment, dog, the Clarity is coming, let me finish, pause, and so we run it, run it

[Hook]
Slow it down, why you always in a rush?
You ain’t catching up to me, nooo
I made the dash, now my life is moving fast
I ain't ever gonna take it slow

I said I’m running running running now
Run it like Terry, run it, run it like Terry Fox
Run it like Terry

I said I’m running running running now
Run it like Terry, run it, run it like Terry Fox
Run it like Terry