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Destined for so much more
Than this pitiful way of life
Every day brings more emptiness
Than the ones before
Broken hopes gets buried
By relentless

Yeah yeah yeah

Na you wey dey put me on a non-stop yeah
If you ever leave me i go run short yeah
Hold me on time make i no fall yeah
And if e nobi

Uh... mr... uh Chris Hagarian 
Call me concert chris... I run the town!
There's a call for you on line one

Hello? Well I run this town! If you think

a record that plays on inside my mind

I still hear you singing mama said
I still see you dancing in my head
The memories are the ghost of days gone by

I feel alive
Im gonna run this city
With you by my side
Forever drunk and zombified

Drink, drink, drink, drink
I'll sip and let you listen to my

cannot hurt you
Run away, I wont complain
It's all my fault leading less observed by you

You see me beg and plead
It's what I always do
I guess I got off

at all what you seem.
This mind, this body, and this voice cannot be stifled by your deviant ways.
So dont forget what I told you, dont come around, I got

back
And I got another nigga waitin for another pack
Nigga gah damn boa da phone goin crazy
By it all night run it up a nigga waitin
I really Hate to be

nigga run thru bags
Label rich huncho pop tags
Boujie bitch no thanks pass
Real street bitch loyal weighn saks
Real street nigga no time for rats
Flick by

just passed me by
And I concentrate on nothing else
Those here don't see my sunken eyes
I'm not awake
But I don't feel as though I've slept
If I could

gotta better mouth
Giving you niggas the runaround
Niggas is walking, I run the town
Talking that shit and it's going down
You know what go around it's

I faced it
I’ve never been the type to run
Ten toes down to the pavement
I need you to Feel where I come from
Feel it Im feeling my liquor hit my

Oh how time flies
The more you stand by
There goes another year
Oh how time flies
The more you run wild
The year drift away from you

I miss my

hypothetical metaphor
For the way we think we should go
So why have we come to a halt

It's sad
How the world revolves around ideals thought up by
Decomposition

Wait until the summer ends 
We'll drift away from all our friends
Soon we'll only pass them by 
On rainy days and starry nights 

Run until my lungs

me to run back and go get her 
Can't take the cold weather 
Feel like an old feather 
Drop me by the wayside trying to keep your own head up

I have

on the scene right now
Wanna make you feel so fine right now
Run my fingers through your hair right now
Make you never wanna leave right now
Baby girl just you

Changing my ways yo I swear that I tried
But they wasn't down now no one's by my side
Cant care 'bout them gotta run up a bag
Blue hundreds on hundreds I

If I've got an hour until rescue 
I'd rather rest assured that I am with you 
I'll walk by the river 
And run through the sand 
Leave behind my

the sun 
In my dulcet tones I say real low, baby shall we run

And it's hard to live like a Saint when you've walked in the shoes of a sinner
And you my

Me and Saint we run these beats
So many hoes it look like a fleet
Expensive drip, my shit is unique 
Saint got the hoes he brought them to me

Got run over by the parade
And as the screaming works of fire
Rain down from the sky
I whisper a quiet little prayer
It's just another 4th of July

this world anymore.

Cos I feel like taking over,
And begin to run all by myself,
Cos I have no energy to go through this world anymore.

I don't see

Nothing in common with a coward and No,  I don't ever follow crowds
Never run nor give the run around, rather jump in, ride it out
I ain't in it for