Ghost (The Nun Runner's Story Epic Trailer)

Gee... you heard this... this… rapper talking like he don’t know we unjustly serve    
I run the South and the East, and your crew got the North and West locked on that swerve    
Let the words rip my Queen... let’s show these fucks what we really mean.”
      
The Nun Runner
    
Oh... you a hard dick on here talking cash shit
It’s time I put a spin on some thangs, I’m the Nun Runner, bitch
You think you got the lock of my Gee’s game
Calling my dog off that mafia pyramid for a dud and fizzle my nizzle, without
bringing the reign
Only a snitch tells his plans when he’s ready to bring the hammer and the pain
Separate those words so I can get peep
Not worth the paper it’s written on, sissy ass words makes Lucifer even weep
Glimpsing to see which weapons it takes to bring you down to your knees
Tied hands behind your back, assassination style, getting high just
listening to you plead
A bitch like me likes to see a dick bleed
    
Gee
    
Nite... nite... after feeling my AK-57 pulling your cap back with a pop and a pow
My Queen curving her name in your palm... for revenge... we ride and die like Bonnie and Clyde
Watching your timid ass bleed, you dying tomorrow is now
I run that hoe
My lines makes her shit flow
You a cocky son-of-a- bitch trying to come up through my Queen’s one woman show
that will get you death son and that’s forsho
That’s how a real gangsta row
I will toss you up, blast your ass in your rear
Add under my eye another tattoo of a fallen tear
    
The Nun Runner
    
Naw’ll Gee... you don’t talk for your Queen
I run this ship, muzzle that mouth I can take a motherfucker down in his own wet dream
If you don’t know how to hustle, steal, taking a nigga out, then you not fit to be a soldier on my team
I am not like that alter ego bitch, SKC who ruins my name
I will fuck you, Gee will choke you, and then we both will bury your ass just to stay sane in this game
    
Gee
    
Now put that flow in reverse, like a Gee
These street politics is for the elite who knows how to talk it, walk it, spit it, and dump your dead ass in the harbor like Boston tea
You talking like you ain’t up on your par
Your words carry no weight you sinking fast and far
I already got you on your knees crying and wishing
I will hunt you down with my government drone and take you out the
game like you a paid commission
Rolling out your flavor, like it has merit and taste
My little nigga can break your down, torturing you, while choking on
your dope, don’t worry, this crew will rob your stash while we wait
Pistol whipping you just for fun
Then putting you to sleep with my Tommy Gun
    
The Nun Runner
    
Stomping you down at the root, yet, loving you blindly to steal your stimulus loot
How you gonna talk cash when your lyrics is bankrupted, unglued
Fucking you and then straggling you with your own sheets until you come undone
    
Gee
    
I got the money, the bitches, my job to take you out is done, son
Keep those outdated lyrics from Rapping for Dummies to yourself, and
show me how a thug can really get down or better yet, run
Shh… you hear that sound
The noise emitted when picking your shattered ego up from off the ground
There are jesters and there are clowns, which face you wearing today
before you paint the town
    
The Nun Runner
    
Got my cat collar all tight around your bloody neck
You pay me undercover for protection to keep your crew safe from a
bullet being felt
Knelt between my thighs, softy licking me like my handsome pet
Your tongue is weak, next
Mm…be gentle….. sike... now give me that motherfucking mic
Crushing it, now give me my prize, you knock anything off my shoulder,
then it becomes a cat fight
Free-style, ghetto gritty that’s what pimps and hoes like
I’m just now getting warmed-up, in the hunt for your blood, now
scratching you off my hit list
Someone ought to have told you to wear a Kevlar vest for this diss    
    
The Nun Runner so that you know……..bitchhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
    
Gee
    
Damn My Queen... you ruthless
But I still can ride that phat ass like you my sexy dragon name toothless


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