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We're coming after you so hide
And if you have any other plans you'd better forget about it
[chorus]
A body, needs more and more, can't sleep, till
blunts later, and two and a half bottles of Don P.
Followed by four shots of whiskey, had me tipsy
But I still had game,
And thoughts are still running up
Uncle Sam calling each by name.
The very next day they left on a mystery
Train.
Say goodbye, bye, bye, Mrs. Sullivan
Don't you cry, cry, cry, cry,
A broken heart
A rosy stain forgotten pain
Just a picture that you're always repainting
After the rain
Don't tell me that it's so worth
smile was a mile wide
He dropped his friends and came running to be by my side
And I was desperately trying to hide my scarlet cheeks
As I stumbled
I've beaten my head
With the shovel that dug my grave
I've bled my days, I've burned my way
And I drowned by staying
Stopped praying, started
thinking is hit
By lighting, I'm crisped
Taking the pain off
My shoulder ain't even it
Tired of fighting for nothing
When things that
I wanted can't even get
give it all - And never lose the courage to wonder why
You may find your place - In a state of grace
In the course of a life - a lifetime running
After
in the hood, running from the cops
With Lil Shae and Big J, trying to bring the click to the top
And deep inside, I knew the streets would never let us
Sometimes I think about silly things
It's easy to do if you have the time
Often happens when I'm falling off to sleep
After a second glass
of Amsterdam
Soon after dark we were drinking down at the corner cafe
When fighting broke out with terrible shouts
And people (were) running away
For the cops
three days in that ol Mexican jail
The boys of summer disappeared that fall
As the years flew by we grew up after all
Real life is running
I've watched the world go by
Outside a window
I still can't believe where I am now
It's been forever long
Adventures come and gone
And I'm left
where Leg been and shit but
Sandra's young, chasing dead presidents
Like I'm running after M1, or Stick Man
Get it get it man
And imma get it while
hater quit trying (uh)
I am protected by Zion (woo, Zion)
You try to test, now I'm just testifying (woo, testify, testify)
Looking at the judge like,
goodbye to sorrow so they advertise
See the answers crystallize
Clocks all running backwards hypnotize
Time machine Time machine
Won’t you take me back
with that fucking hockey stick
Why you running towards me with that devil grin? Stop it, bitch
Cause I'd rather it be stick up than stand down
I ain't
on a Friday
To performing at Back To The City
Just under the highway and running on stage
The people listen when you really got something to say
Feeling like
black sword
Forged by ancient powers to defeat my Lord
My Lord Arioch the duke of chaos
After our battle the world will come to an end
The pain, the fear
fine, at least I thought
But then they fucking canceled me ‘fore following my heart
And life’s a bitch, but she’s a widow, all by herself
She likes
looking for recruits
My father is living proof that it's blood in the fruit
Watched him heal sickle-cell like a simple achoo
Now he at you, by the way bless
ugly, I just want her for the mouth
After you empty it out, you cannot lounge, baby girl gotta bounce (no kickback)
Straight to the store, I need a sweet
cooler
Money long, go get you a ruler
Really running shit like we sponsored by puma
I'm spreading good dope like a rumor
I make em' stand up like I'm Luda
Watching,
From a post up high,
From where you see the ships afar,
From a well trained eye,
The waves all keep on crashing by,
If you are
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