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Till they looking all nice n purety
But forram mane don't worry
Worry don't worry worry (punch)

Running up that shit like 4-2-3
Fucking on my wrist like

Under the Blood

Bride

Oddities

1998

exploding and the mind is racing (James 4:14)
And we find ourselves running out of human breath (Proverbs 10:27; Isaiah 1:5)

The stale life of routine

in my blood and I don't wanna be vain
But if I'm a psycho, then I don't wanna be sane
I used to dream of this shit when I was hopping on train
So,

the spray paint knows our name
Tonight feels like maybe we could outlive ourselves
Outlive our first kiss by a mile
Outrun our first midnight running wild

either us or them it’s not hard to choose 

Verse 2

Then I went up to my baby’s room 
Kissed her there on the head And said daddy will be back soon 
Then

train running made a fool out me
They said it was the smallest heist in history
Two Demijohns of whiskey and some change
Git me that gun cuz I’m a gonna

Oh this a stu_b beat by the way 
Haha
Bitch bitch bitch
YEAH, ha
First imma talk some shit 
Provo cleaner than some surgeon kits
DVO fly, y'all worse

We first met in the sizzling rain
Two broken umbrellas running after a train
She gave up and I laughed out loud
Took my arm
I thanked the clouds
What

him by my name
And of that house, which held his body
It doesn't look the same
Home is where those trains still trudge
Through bowing stars

Possessed by devil or a ghost
I'm tired playing this role
The Joker killed us both

Yeah I'm running, running
From Tokyo right to London
I'm running, running

dew, good morning to the rising sun
I'm a Carolina farm boy, don't mean no harm boy, country lovin son of a gun

Vs2
The corns laid by, the cotton is

find.

Breakdown:
Let the old train whistle, call you back to days gone by,
Feel the rhythm of the earth, beneath that southern sky.
Hear the echoes

opinion
I don't wanna hear y'all talking motion
I'm on this bullet train going two hundred
The shit y'all doing I done it
Niggas know we run it
Running

and watch your bae
Me and my dogs bout to run a train
You know
Talk mad shit you can run my fade
Bad little bitch wanna smoke all day
She came through by way

Pushing 150
So we multiply it by 2
Yeah y’all niggas laughing
But look who done came up
Why y’all still be tying y’all shoes
Y’all stuck can’t pay none

Story of the new girl at school with a nigga back of the class
That time I'm running flat so I had to use some vernac'
Presidential, a lady that

But if you still think my shit is wack, you'll get you're money back
And then you leave the show, running into two men in funny hats
They'll beat

Why am I here? - On a night train, on a night train. 

Verse two:
I'm on the night train from Copenhagen to Berlin
Early in the morning, my head hurting

a two man step, don't leave Right, Gonna end up left, I will rap

The G, I can say that on my chest, I'm James from Hobart, I know that I'm the best
All

One, Two, Threes
Four, Six, Eight
Double ham sandwich
Do another date
Paradise Cali
Cedar Creek Texas
Bob Backlund
Darren Young Nexus
Cotton Rosser rodeo

Wick run is (uh)
Badder than your breath after Funyuns (yeah)
Badder than your bunions (uh), after running that Runyon Canyon
You a Nick Cannon

Pictures
All My Niggas Be Grave Diggers
We Put Bodies In James River
His Body Prolly Found By A Fisher

Hook:
I Got That Drake On Me Now
You Know That Bitch

So I'm taking my chances
She
Then we held each other
In the dark
Listening to "Rain"
By Bob James
Ah
Lianne
On Saturday morning
She was nice enough

yellow, and green to keep white folks from running into each other
By the way how you gon' invent a cotton gin when you ain't picked no cotton?
If necessity