Lyrics:
down on the darkest side
You can push too hard
You can run too fast
Don't get lost in the looking glass
Little by little the wheel turns around
And one
y'all eating shcrimps
Yea if men get the twerking I'm gone ima dip
Yea my momma pushed two boys out her not no chicks
I was born set apart I don't run
Run Away
Written by Jules SuzinLondon Thompson
2020 Pure Bliss Publishing (ASCAP)
Why are you standing here all alone girl
I'd like to know why
want some peace, some sweet release
Pull me up from the sinking sand, oh oh
Waiting on heaven
Send out some healing for this heart
Down by the river
clutchin' my thang
Stuffin' in it, strokin' it down, beat the stuff up
Uh-uh shorty, don't run from it
She give me the booty I'm breakin' it off
I can
to run but I've been staring down the barrel of a gun
A liar under pressure, feeling mighty dressed up
Look at me, I'm showing off again 'cause vanity's my
to get it on my own a nigga had no option
Remember late nights when I was down and I was starving
I'm that nigga in my city like my name Klay Thompson
I've
styles
Takin' out wack MC's by the piles, for real
Episode #2: God's Gift
I have no strings to hold me down
Beware of the Tupperware
It's
and have his son now, he might be the one now,
I count it funny myself,
I'll let my daddy Chuck Brown give you the run down.
I was driving in my car one
you are a world of wonderful things
A bonfire of vanities
Baby you, let me down easy
Oh girl you, let me down easy
Let me down
You're a shadow,
your vanity
I'm fallin', and I'm drownin'
But you're takin' me
One thousand on my feet
Stacks spreaded on my seat
Ten thousand on my eyes
Don't test me bruv
I'm from the U.K. Compton
Yeh lady saw me rover and impromptly hoped in
Claim to be a shooter but ye last name Thompson
Yuh mom
IN MY MIND, IN MY HEART, WE ARE SLAVES TO THE VANITY KNOWN,
IN MY MIND, IN MY WORLD, SET ME FREE FROM THIS SORROW BEYOND DESPAIR,
WITH EVERY BREATH
was spent on my bail
High off these drugs, just to get me to sleep in the trap
I didn't wanna get raided by 12
I might come off cocky but some call it
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
Releasing this underground
I'm deceased when I dumb it down
And my reefer be by the pound
Thesis is keep them bouncing
My speeches
Still tight
When I spit
theses dubs, take a play from Klay Thompson
I got Taydoe, I got Jaybo
And we came for every peso
By the case load
This don't work
Then drop the load, Jeff
use me play Nintendo
If na by hustle
Abi na sweat
Aboki for don get pounds or dollars
Bridge:
You dey run kiti kiti
You dey run kata kata
Oya Jara
bake something
If you want the smoke we'll face something
We'll leave yo ass by the lake front
Wanted to kick it with us we was down to punt
We was
heart a passionate man Christ Jesus is leaking out
He told me run away from the deception
Music industries is stealing identities by the second
I'm a get my bum rushed
By some fucking faggots who just wanna pick on a fucking runt
Stand by homos till I pull out a fucking gun
And then you'll run
a feelin' that's greater than rap, make you relax
Perhaps I blacked on the track, might see how they run it back
Aw, damn, head spinnin' like a fan
Friends
in reality
By going around robbing him of his vanity
Remember you always get paid for your works
And your vanity won't help you I see
A man like you
a weird ass motherfucker
You chill with minors
Wocky by the case
I heard you sippin' on some Tristan Thompson
Pistol poppin', if we aim it towards him
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