Lyrics:
run renegade
Better get yourself out of my way
Gotta let my heart make its mistakes
I let my love run renegade
I let my love run renegade
No ones
you would be over me by now?
So you go sleepin' with them clowns, they are no relief
She spoke her piece, I know, capisce
So love must be let go,
want it all)
I can be all your needs (be all your needs)
Girl don't you run from me (don't you run away)
Be by my side (Be by my side)
Do you really love
gangsta, but it's just the way of life
If life's a bitch, better make everyday your wife
I'm from the era of the shootouts from drug spots
Happy to be
of trouble
Double crossed by the law so theres nobody to run to
Yeah, its just me and my sawed off shotgun
Outlaw, call him Leather Face
Im headed for
you can get hurt
Foolin' around
With that little town flirt
You better run and hide now boy (Here she comes)
You better pass her by, now, yeah,
you can get hurt
Foolin' around
With that little town flirt
You better run and hide now boy (Here she comes)
You better pass her by, now, yeah,
to dust,
A conversation with you is not what I want,
Because ever single human just fuckin’ sucks!
[Chorus]
Trust in no one,
In the long run,
You’re better
Yeah let's get it (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Run little piggy, run little piggy
I don't wanna die by a piggy
Run up off his gun run little
when you mention me,
Buckle up, I'll be here for centuries,
Brown, gully living off the block, don't come run at me,
Y'all got the jealousy,
I got
play
Now you dey suffer you dey chop Cain
You better Follow Jesus na him be the way
My brother e go take your pain
You no go run but you win the race
, run, run
You didn't catch me fallin', fallin', fallin'
Fallin',fallin', fallin'
How you want it to be, sittin' by the waterfront
I know I should be
She's high on
PM
She's high on
P
E-E-E-ES!
She's high on PMS (PMS!)
You better run run fast
She's gonna kick that ass
She's high on PMS (PMS!)
You better
the place where you will find what cannot be found
we provide the best tools for your head
to make you build your land
to make you understand
You'd better
Back in the days we gat no shoes
Steady I dey grind for better days
I dey my track I dey run my race
Back in the days we got no clothes
Back in the days
I’m an army of one
Fists are loaded like a gun
I’ma make you run, run
I’m an army of one
Fists are loaded like a gun
I’ma make you run, run
Better
don't wanna be ya
Run Run Run Run yeah I'm running away
From my problems, Ion wanna deal with today
To all my niggas that's drug
Dealing just to get by
you can get hurt
Foolin' around
With that little town flirt
You better run and hide now boy (Here she comes)
You better pass her by, now, yeah,
could be better
Yeah, you were the one
The one that I would run to
Now I'm stained by you
Like a coffee ring upon this table
I'm unstable, I am stained
not, this may be the only opportunity that I got
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go (go)
You
chokin', how? Everybody's jokin' now
The clocks run out, times up, over, blaow
Snap back to reality, ope there goes gravity
Ope, there goes Rabbit, he
than this
Oh, out there by the lake
She undresses, makes the same mistakes
So have another drink, he says
Everything will be ok
You know you girls are
the niggas be tellin' me
If I don't get the chopper I'mma probly run up inside them
They better gimme a answer, I'm tryna be cool
If I don't get it then
Running through the city's got this young boy breathless
And he better be careful 'cause they'll eat him for breakfast
Young boy run (run)
They're
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