Lyrics:
I own a mansion, but live in a house
A king-size bed, but I sleep on the couch
I'm Mr. Brightside, glass is half full
But my tank is half empty,
paid taxes learned at 16 they moved bricks faster
And I was with we was in the hoopty
Didn't want to be caught dead in that mothafucka literally
You just run into a bunch of dead end streets
Niggas with wife-beaters and bare feet
That's right, I'm talking straight goon style
Go beyond that
You just run into a bunch of dead end streets
Niggas with wife-beaters and bare feet
That's right, I'm talking straight goon style
Go beyond that
buzzing by my head
They be leaving you for dead
Fucking with my partner, now yo block just red
Lit in the party, booted off the meds
Fuck twelve, don't fuck
on this album if my man's and them rise
[Method Man]
Now speed it up, uh
[Chorus 2X: Run]
Run really make ya wanna drop, drop
Now wanna make ya go live
it was misery driven by my own demons
'Cause they was killin' me
How can I be sure I'll be saved soon?
Catch me dip into the light
Of the stray moon
niggas, they want me dead,
'Cause I done spread through their territory like the HIV.
Sun down spots, suckas swallow glocks.
If they know by these
Realize that all our lives have led up to this day
The truths we hide standing side by side as the world fades to grey
It comes to us as bizarre
leave tonight
Dread is coming everyday
Emotion hard to keep at bay
Gotta kill every feeling dead
and then disconnect and bury myself
Oh, my sky
I run
facts and everyday I live I stay
Loyal to the floor like a miniature dachshund
So don't watch my bite or bark
Bark like a tree, bite like a shark
16 years
Cook that shit up Quay 4PF
Long live Jimmy nigga you dig?
4PF
Servin', I been trappin' all day
Call up Lil Baby, send another one on the way
Gotta
this boy I'm really funna live
Lil' headshot leave him dead with that red dot
Headshot that's a scope and the rest I buy
You ain't even living like
to abide.
That the land that I live in,has God on its side.
Oh the history books tell it,they tell it so well.
The Calvaries charged,and the Indians
Pendejadas and mamadas thanks for nothing
I was never one of those that would run when the gangsters were coming
Acting dumb and ignorant
under white covers
Prodigy: Was a thumper
Till he met the 40 thunder
Havoc: Now I feel strange when I walk by his mother
It's fucked up
sun
Lit be an angel who say
Who are you
Earing a scream
Are you dead to live here
Runaway
Runaway
Runaway you don't belong here
Runaway
Runaway
Runaway
I gotta run up this bag
Protecting the brand (Kevlar)
FN's have the extended mag
I need that Za when I land (Za-Za)
Fuck niggas can get the issues
Death comes for us now
The soft crushing blow
At the worlds end
Drawn by the undertow
Men, women, civilians
Born of radiation
Blood runs in street
inspired by that feelin' that I provided (talk to 'em)
Book of Conway, I'm far from my final chapter (uh-huh)
Retired trapper, my idols wasn't no rappers
a motherfuckin' No Limit Soldier
[C-Murder]
I'm a no limit soldier 'til I'm dead you can't worry me
I represent the tank 'til a bitch nigga bury me
TRU
arrived
A melee ensues as you turn to fight
The odds are not hopeless you must survive
By luck you're given a chance to live on
Bare your teeth
In a bastard's bar
The dead stay dead
The repulsive repulse
The mongrels mung
On insulters insults
The walkers walk
The runners run
The beginning
back my life
I give it back to You
I give it back
Yes, You've raised me from the dead
A living testament
I want to live for You
I want to live
No
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