Pamplona Bull Run

 

 

Tension building not to mention the excitment of being free
Rocket blasted gets their attention and the group is fleein me
Seeing them flee wonder how long they'll last with me persuing

Street is sloping down, force filled while my aggresion debuting
What's this guy doing? as i plow on through following the crowd

Next is a more open area as we head on through swallin dust clouds
Music loud, spectators proud, but we're heading to a sharp turn
Too late as the force of my speed causes my footing to slip n' burn
i flip n' learn as i impound the ground with my large weight
Rise up and charge straight cause the race just can't wait
This is strange fate cause i'm stretching the run out
I'm the last in my pack so far as i hear the crowd shout
This is what this run's about, excitment and fun at my expense
I should take offense that i run this intense to be a pretense
But i confess that i'm charging on while hurt is the intent
The guy next to me gets rammed he had a foreign accent
This guy gets torment as i stumble on over him wit no care

Crowded, people have hands on me- I don't want them there
Tryin to give me a scare and abuse but the race is almost done
One guy moves out of my way at last second for a close one
That hit would've been fun but now we're heading to a place
That makes the race tight and reminds me of what i'm about to face
The chase is over as bull ring's seats are filled wit no gaps
But i was still able to give one guy a good nut tap!!