Lyrics:
his one begotten son (Hail Mary nigga, run quick, see)
To lead the wild into the ways of the man
(What do we have here, now? Do you want to ride
always have to fix your shit?
Yeah! You better run!
Listen, do you hear me?
I'm stuck in this (Do you hear me?)
Apocalypse
I tried to escape my Fate
Over
his one begotten son (Hail Mary nigga, run quick, see)
To lead the wild into the ways of the man
(What do we have here, now? Do you want to ride
shootin' for fun
So run your pockets, we need it yeah
I must have died and went to heaven
Currently in shock, it'll hit me in a second
What's your question?
radio, fuck you yeah
I’m taking his lead i’ma just say how I
Say, be ‘Ye, and win i’ma
Take his lead radio, fuck you!
Radio, fuck you! Wait a second
Aye,
Lil Wayne:
Yeah (take me out, take me out)
ok now it was me and Mrs. C
we was chillin by ourself
both of us just popped a pill
and now am feelin'
escape
All these thoughts in my head
Tell me different things
All these voices in my mind
Always whispering
I'm surrounded by walls
That I put up myself do
what's up
Man y'all know my body, I don't gotta say much
Bitch, I'm a G, you could tell by the tuck
If he speak on my bro, it's no where he could run
We
right
Russian roulette's the game tonight
And there's NO escape, so don't try to run
But I'll fill your life with bliss if you're alive once the death
right
Russian roulette's the game tonight
And there's NO escape, so don't try to run
But I'll fill your life with bliss if you're alive once the death
at the boy unless they blinded by the bezel
This is special
My people
Won't be here
I might be lost I wanna run
Can't keep up
Can't keep still
I'm losing
coffin door
I'll outstretch a friendly hand to Death and let him know
"You're at least six minutes and fifty-seven seconds late, man"
But honestly I'm
Welcome to the present ‘cause there will not be a later
Topographic anti-savior burning forests by the acre
Justified in every right given their
Ima run up a million I swear on my momma I'll have seven figures before 22
Niggas talking about jacking my swag It's a wrap like burrito you ain't
This is your album, so that means you definitely got to get funky, so run it
[The D.O.C.]
Swinging, singing a brand new rap
On a rhythm concocted by
the meanest nastiest rootenest-tootenest blobfish to ever fly the Seven
But before that all happened there was a man by the name of Jo Jinnan Jr
That was
Jumped out of the second floor of a record store
With a Treacherous Four cassette and a cassette recorder
In Ecuador with Edward Norton
Witness
that's how it's gonna be
Para siempre
And look at me, leavin' today
On a seven-forty-seven boardin' JFK
The hydrants are open
Cool breezes blow
Alright, let me see what I got so far man
We hеre baby my heart poundin'
Come on baby, it's go time
Part I: "AHHH HA" by Lil Durk
Zel finna slide
This is your album, so that means you definitely got to get funky, so run it
[The D.O.C.]
Swinging, singing a brand new rap
On a rhythm concocted by
and a few
Our lives are made of minutes made of seconds
One day will be the last for me for you
Give me 73 seconds of truth
You can't escape with
Great escape
Don't settle for less
Don't live in regret
Don't let your life pass you by
With your dreams still in your chest
Run away from here
Time
evade, im tryna escape
This depression i feel inside
This depression i feel inside
Done tryna run done tryna hide
Tryna let go of this shit on my mind
Welcome to the present ‘cause there will not be a later
Topographic anti-savior burning forests by the acre
Justified in every right given their
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