Run On Sentence - 9lokkNine

Bounce out took the wrong route to your destination

I know them crackers tryna label this an organization

We got the work so tap in do an application

Drove a car on perc tell her spin for a couple Haitians

Made a move but its dirt joe dirt get a shirt go with him

Put full block on full alert and gave a yoppa to him

Mama I know black boy got way cause that’s my dna

I’m livin A be A C die by frito lay

Oh this shit ain’t permits dog breathin now he gon to waste

Oh so you anemic we got treatment for them type of things

I done gave lease on a cooler we call him AC

Even though the stick came with a cooler in miami heat

Like I said front door we at your front door we could link and meet

I don’t do none that lean backwoods don’t bring swishers sweets

I guess his mama musta fucka the road that’s why he so concrete

Dis shit done got wiser I’m a year older I just move the street

And ever since drop the charges claim they gon try for weed

Baby this that gas this that opp this that rapper weed

Call you johnny apple like the book you boyn smoke hella seeds

We 7−11 block boy can’t go in there cause its cancer season

Trap done closed cause we don’t for safety

You see that jit with that black mask yeah he got shit for treason

I throw middle fingers to my past that’s what made a nigga

Jump in yo shit you thought it got towed I guess I made it nigga

Everybody hand out like I owe em but who done paid a nigga

Detail always with me I be smokin with my baby sitter

Hit the road on that sour bitch cause she bitter bitter

Everything sparked ain’t meant to snap ima expose a nigga

And every nigga with me done cut off pills control their system

Me OD and Baby Joe dumb dumb and dumber

I was on the up and in lick fuck around and vomit

Sayin my shit sound the same I ain’t gon rap delete yo comments

Pull up on a nigga curb and clear the scene who done done it

Shit I’m in here feelin like g herbo who run it

Devin hester in 06 I’m in here waitin for you to punt it

Cause I ain’t kick it with no kicker when she scissor they be runnin

I be packin pistols like utensils al in middle school

I was in her jaw fuck the shark I’m the delaer dude

We be breakin laws in my draws while I stuff the tool

Ooh we too advanced for you man they think middle school

We got the plug sayin what the socket do

Ball man we take trip to mars he got altitude

Ain’t like the boulder on her shoulders cause I’m out with rude

And now she seein me with me these blue hundreds must think ima foo

That’s a run on sentence