Lyrics:
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
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
Kiss Me - Sixpence None the Richer
Kiss me, out of the bearded barley
Nightly, beside the green, green grass
Swing, swing, (swing, swing) swing
Kiss Me - Sixpence None the Richer
Kiss me, out of the bearded barley
Nightly, beside the green, green grass
Swing, swing, (swing, swing) swing
Shackled and chained
My soul feels stained
I can't explain
Got a itch on my brain
Lately my whole aim is to maintain
And regain control of my mainframe
Shackled and chained
My soul feels stained
I can't explain
Got a itch on my brain
Lately my whole aim is to maintain
And regain control of my mainframe
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
livin' by the same code
You see many of us lookin' for
Somethin' words can really not explain
Yeah, although many of us come and go
I always knew
time and space summoning
Something beautiful or dangerous
Love in stereo, you'll all around me
You're ethereal i could breathe your name
Sixpence none
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
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
said Alice
She had grown so large in the last few minutes that she wasn't a bit afraid of interrupting Him
I'll give him sixpence
I don't believe there's
'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain
We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
It's
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
(SpiffoMadeIt) Ho
I remember when my teacher said that I won't be shit
Now I'm rich, I can't wait 'til I see that stupid bitch (racks)
Got these
Tellin' my ex-girl tryna ex-plain
How I am no good so go with the next man But dog
You don't know me
You don't know us
We go by the name of A-T-F
all my lies the whole time
And my credit's so bad I can't get no one to cosign
I would've thought she would've bust in the door cryin'
But she upped
That I was not up to par, when I followed my heart
Granted, my heart was tainted by my mind, I kept on sayin'
Where's the hits? You ain't got none
You
was fuckin' me?
Who's to the right in my SUV?
It's none of your, none of your, none of your bees
Callin' my girls to check where I been
If you
niggas, that's why I ain't deed (That's why I ain't, oh)
My family gotta get a lil' richer, that's why I ain't sleep (That's why I ain't sleep, oh)
You
And Dat Nigga Lil
Shit I can't believe you (not you)
That's what that syrup and that weed do?
And when I came home I tried to feed you
And every song I was
inherit my style?
Now, out the clear blue sky, I can't deny
Not a day goes by, don't get high, don't ask why
Tonight's the night for me to rip
my niggas you niggas ain't wit us
Real from the fake we all know the difference
Can't fuck wit them niggas they
Ain't from the struggle
& i ain't goin
This one dedicated to my biggest fans in LA
TooColdforThisShit
Richer than your favorite rapper eat a dick
Ion give a fuck if I blow wit this shit
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