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Well I was raised by the rule
That forgiving is the way divine
Took everything I had for giving
Then you left what was left behind
Go on and run, you
All of you little cowards get devoured, I'm givin' out flowers to anyone
I ain't been out the house in a minute 'cause I ain't wit' it if the money is
just a youngin' runnin' 'round
With his mans, hammer in his hands, feelin' like the man
Run, mothafucka, run
'Fore the popo get the gun, put it
1983 it was a good year
Seduced to something new to my ear
Little 10 year old bugging out to sucker MC's
By Run DMC obsessed with the 3 from Hollis
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch
and gentlemen
I know, I know that it's coming
A blessing is coming my way, yeah
Not comin in houses
Worth more than silver and gold, yeah
I rather have you in my
all those years
And away they did run
You sure must be strong
And you feel like an ocean
Being warmed by the sun
Remember walking a mile to your
off an officer and Then be on the run
Be on the run
I feel like I can't leave my house Without a loaded gun
Loaded gun
I might just off an officer
the foreigners in fancy houses
He thinks of days that he can still remember...now.
Mojique holds a package in his quivering hands
Mojique sends the package
I beat yo' ass twice and you still here
Seven years old, think you run this house by yourself?
Nigga, you gon' fear me if you don't fear no one else
calling
Yes, I heard you calling
I hear silence
I hear silence in my heart [house]
From a distance
Turn your back and run [hide] from me
Heard you
of luck
Stuck up by the motherfuckin' product
"Uh-uh motherfucker you gots to get a job
If you want to stay in my motherfuckin' house"
"Many
the foreigners in fancy houses
He dreams of days that he can still remember, now
Mojique holds a package in his quivering hands
Mojique sends the package
the devil needs a ride
Because the angel on my right ain't hanging out with me tonight
I'm driving past your house while you were sneaking out
I got
Suburban dogs get afraid when it rains
Suburban dogs bark at slow moving trains
They'll run from your house and come back the same day
Suburban
Sent to a concrete hoe-house
Where all the products go, no doubt
Yo momma, I gotta do eleven
Livin' in a five by seven
Dear baby, your man's
calling
Yes, I heard you calling
I hear silence
I hear silence in my heart (house)
From a distance
Turn your back and run (hide) from me
Heard you
I'll take a chainsaw to the sofa
Where I held your body close for so long, so long
Walk in the house, lights are off
In the closet by the door,
anymore
I look at that open road
I'm gonna walk there by myself
And if you catch me I might try to run away
You know I can't be here too long
calling
Yes, I heard you calling
I hear silence
I hear silence in my heart (house)
From a distance
Turn your back and run (hide) from me
Heard you
I was walking across the bridge
Going to my friend's house
When I was crossing the road
A truck almost ran me down
Ran me down ran me down oh oh
Somewhere between that setting sun
"I'm On Fire" and I'm "Born To Run"
You looked at me and I was done
But we, we're just getting started
I was singin'
Some families thrive on adversity
While others scatter across the globe
Blown by the four winds
You can run away
And try and face your problem alone
to say
To tell him how it went down back in the day
See most niggas give they props to Run DMC
But dem' niggas in the south gotta give it to me
You see
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