Run It (feat. Pete Colon) Video (MV)

Uh-huh, uh-huh
Pete Cologne
Darq, what up, baby
BX in the motherf*ckin' building
CG, flip that

All I need is one mic and a light
And we gon' get nice for the night
It's our turn up, we gon' burn up
This is Murda
All I need is one mic and a light
And we gon' get nice for the night
It's our turn up, we gon' burn up
This is Murda

Describe me in three letters, MVP
I'm movin' at a hundred miles, MPG
My letters are deep, so they MVP
When I MTV, on a MP three
I'm lookin' at my life through my rearview
I'm watchin' movies in cinema's clear view
I'm like an earring tissue, I tear through
And when I'm spittin', I'm hittin', I dare you
We burnin' hash and some L's too
Told y'all we the shit
I smell you, X marks the spot
Darq spark the pot
Cop by the pound, so the knock's gon' rock
But we ain't got time to faggot
Poof, then it's gon' call it ninja magic
Bad news, bears with them pickin' they baskets
All that good stuff, so puff and pass

All I need is one mic and a light
And we gon' get nice for the night
It's our turn up, we gon' burn up
This shit is murder
All I need is one mic and a light
And we gon' get nice for the night
It's our turn up, we gon' burn up
This shit is murder

Yo P Roll that weed up, the beat is on
Now turn it up, so I can speed, get my eth on
Nu New York, wage war when it come to fam
Nasty with the bars, I make them wanna jigga man
You know what's involved with comin' at darq raw
Body bag music, no such thing as a close call
Verses on deck, spit sick with a quick draw
You might as well hold a grenade, let the pig move off
I make moves, I run while they jog
So many pigs, but when I'm pennin' I'm boss hog
I rep the Bronx, so crazy like Fred the God
I school em' on how to do it, I show em' how to leap frog
Under pressure, always bubble when the heat involved
I let em' cook similar to flamin' when they speakin' wrong
Piff' for they memories, I'm who they sleepin' on
Send em' face to face with God, he's dreamin' on

All I need is one mic and a light
And we gon' get nice for the night
It's our turn up, we gon' burn up
This is Murda
All I need is one mic and a light
And we gon' get nice for the night
It's our turn up, we gon' burn up
This is Murda

Stars are aligned, right time, right place
Bars are designed, right rhyme, right taste
Call me a lyrical connoisseur
And my shit stink, nigga, I'm a sewer
So my maneuvers maneuver on losers
My flow stone cold, huh, Medusa
Got them Fidel Castro's, them Cuba's
Wrapped around the bud and sliced
Take a pull from the hookah
You heard he's sweet, well, you can test the rumors
If you really choose to, talk, you gonna lose too
It's that simple, RGB all day for your shooters
So you need to call more men, get more rugars
Darqness , wanna get in tune with our movement
A grind an heart so impeccable
The way I slay murder tracks and rap's inexplicable

All I need is one mic and a light
And we gon' get nice for the night
It's our turn up, we gon' burn up
This is Murda
All I need is one mic and a light
And we gon' get nice for the night
It's our turn up, we gon' burn up
This is Murda