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Run For It (feat. Leigh Nash of Sixpence None The Richer)
I can't fight the fighter, I keep losing ground
and I can't hide the hider with you
money I don't wanna talk to ya
Cause how you let a nigga in the feds out do you
I'm not politically correct cause bitch I ain't no politician
I can't
New shades on, look absolutely fine Stroll down the main
all the passers by No time all day, no i don't get none,
I turn away frustrated disarrayed
let me explain
Your lil' man made me give him a lift
So you ridin' with gangstas
I'm up to a whole lot of other shit
Murderers is the clique, niggas
can't say.A million songs could not explain.
The single point that I'm trying to make.Two become one, a bond that will never break.
In sickness and in
by I breeze through
I don't even stop, ain't a need to
And you the one that left nigga, I ain't leave you
Shit got realer, niggas got richer
I said
Shackled in chains
My soul feels stained
I can't explain 
Got a itch on my brain
Lately my whole brain
Lately my whole aim is to maintain
And regain
Shackled in chains
My soul feels stained
I can't explain 
Got a itch on my brain
Lately my whole brain
Lately my whole aim is to maintain
And regain
can't pass it up
Rollin by, lookin good
Put it in reverse then back it up
What's the deal, lemme make it clear
What you got rite here
They break
can't pass it up
Rollin by, lookin good
Put it in reverse then back it up
What's the deal, lemme make it clear
What you got rite here
They break
can't pass it up
Rollin by, lookin good
Put it in reverse then back it up
What's the deal, lemme make it clear
What you got rite here
They break
I have given, I have given and got none
Still I'm driven by something I can't explain
It's not a cross, it is a choice
I cannot help but hear his
I have given, I have given
And got none.
Still I'm driven by something I can't explain
It's not a cross, it is a choice
I cannot help but to hear
Once again I am abandoned all hope is lost, what else is new?
And I can't go on thinking about it
How in the past you've failed so many times
I
Leach
Richer than a Twinkie, I got so much cash
That to me Paris Hilton is poor white trash
I take forty-seven weeks of vacation a year
If people piss me
the gall to give it away 
To ya moms and pops in a box marked remains

Blood Stains these veins in a way that I can only explain as insane
The world's gonna
up
Rollin by, lookin good, put it in reverse then back it up
What's the deal, lemme make it clear what you got rite here
They break mold, one
Here I go again ready to flow again
Better hold my mic don't blow again
Warned by alarms when the mic gets warm
Crowd'll get critical can't keep
don’t give a fuck about none of these niggas
I turn it up,
Come on, come on, killas
Here go my cup, give me some more liquor
Open this back window, let me
I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg Pound 

[Verse One: Kurupt]
It's the incredible, the lyrical 
You can't be me like Niece, to see me is gonna
right back out 
You can't take for granted none of this shit 
The higher up you fly boys, the harder you get hit 

It ain't over yet, I'll say this
The days went by, he mended fast
Then from dawn till setting sun
He practiced with that deadly gun
And hour on hour I watched in awe
No human being could
the Biz Mark, Biz Mark
The Biz Mark, Biz Mark, the Biz Mark, Biz Mark, Biz Mark

The Biz Mark Dance, is second to none
I'll explain at the moment how it
my heart
Granted, my heart was tainted by my mind, I kept on sayin'
Where's the hits? You ain't got none
You know Jay would never put your album out
more than 6 figures 
A motherfuckin made nigga 
(Feel me) 
Motherfuckin Made Niggas 
(Made Niggas) 
I got a plot to get richer 
Take my picture