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Runner Runner (Runner Runner) · Runner Runner EP (Runner Runner) · Blade Runner [Original Soundtrack] (Vangelis) · Blade Runner (New American Orchestra) · Road Runner: The Chess Masters 1959-1960 (Bo Diddley) · Runner (Trunk) · Dream Runner (Phenomena) · Long Distance Runner (Motorhomes) · Road Runner: The Chess Masters 1959-1960 (Bo Diddley) · Blade Runner (Vangelis) – and 51 other albums »


to underrate
Bournemouth sucker
Took away our guiding light 

Bournemouth Runner!
Calendar
Bournemouth Runner!
I'v forgotten the date
Bournemouth Runner
lucky you can take her cross the rail road tracks
Where the man in the moon works his magic
On the second runner up of the 4H pageant
Seems like yesterday
If your lucky you can take her cross the rail road tracks
Where the man in the moon works his magic
On the second runner up of the 4H pageant
Seems
you’re lucky you can take her cross the rail road tracks
Where the man in the moon works his magic
On the second runner up of the 4H pageant
Seems like
They were called The Runners Four. 
Always slipping through the back door
When they come ashore 

Sneaking through their precious load,
In dreams
It seems
I always see
Avenue P
As it ought to be 
In a four-star movie
Directed by me
And starring, of course,
Yours truly,
Rosie
Even marathon runners need to nap
He said he'd have a heart attack
If he didn't lay down
The years went by and he settled down
His house is
Karaoke sex we can spend the night together
I made a date with Elvis
While someone does a runner with the group's bread and butter
I heard the colonel
I saw the full face of the menstrual hecate
Four and forty virgins make the form of the gate
It is the key inside me, it is the glyph of the vision
the puzzle is cut by a shaky hand.
Carved out of improper materials, imperfect directions.
A crushing sound soon awakes. Where am I?
The taste of sand wipes
I'll do my steps all by myself
I don't need nobody to play with me
But if you just give me a chance
I can put you in a trance the way I dance
But
if it's cause for me to force my, way in the door
Head huntin' mother fuckers, so stay on the floor
4-4 is what I get sic wit'
4 more and all this
Good morning x4

Wake up, Mr. West, Mr. West, Mr. Fresh
Mr. by-his-self-he-so-impressed
I mean, damn, did you even see the test
You got D's
Just in case you forgot, we go by the runners, hold up
Chris Brown, this what we do, we do this

I be throwin' up my cash, actin' like money ain't
and posin'
He had that shit but he lost it
His coach told him jab that shit but he crossed it
He got caught by a left hook now he clockin' out
Sign
Hits safes quickly can hear a black jamie summers
Pick the right numbers and have mad runners
Or hardcore lil' kim, queen bee bitch
Who never snitch,
we started

When I was just a boy
At four years old thought
The world was joy
As a kid I'd play, just
Create the day
As I saw it my way

But
me v I p DJ Khaled m o b
Girls so hot ace so cold taking bets ace won't fold

[Chorus]

Hey we go by the runners just incase you forgot we did it
Man I don't know

These four walls are closing in
These voices ain't my friends
They hauntin' me
Those, those memories

[Chorus: x2]

[Malice]
Is for the oldies and the O.G. low riders. 
As for me, this is Mr. Capone-e kickin' back with Rosie & the
Originals talkin' about, my angel baby
me v I p DJ Khaled m o b
Girls so hot ace so cold taking bets ace won't fold

[Chorus]

Hey we go by the runners just incase you forgot we did it
for me to force my way in the door
Headhunting motherfuckas, stay on the floor
4-4, that's what I get sick wit (Grr)
Fall off, now all this is liquid
rum up
I'm a find me some new p****, and buy me a Four-Runner

I walk wit a limp, 'cause my nuts heavy
And I like it from tha back so hold your butt
cravin', a misbehavin' savior 
America the grave for gun wavers (what?) 
The wave runners, what the blood seed again 
Make you wonder, about the thunder
a cold game
Played by the coldest man
Everything ya see is not
The 7-4 k
The son of cocaine
I'm a dopeman
Plus I'm holdin' weight
Cause I'm the dope