Lyrics:
Whenever I see you walk by
Don't want you to worry, yeah
The feeling that runs through my veins
I feel so sorry, yeah
I don't know what day it is
run high and we're all looking for a better day
Feeling was lazy still on stand by ready to roll
We've got long hair, longer nights will soon be here
run high and we're all looking for a better day
Feeling was lazy still on stand by ready to roll
We've got long hair, longer nights will soon be here
Do you believe
Running thru the darkness
You been runnin thru my dreams
Running thru these alley ways
Thru these city streets
Runnin from
to the Moon (Moon)
That's where I'm headed for (Headed for)
My brother said you rocked that
Drip like way too much (Too much)
I seen what they could do
I seen
as a Schedule I substance by the DEA
crack is wreaking havoc on (?) the inner city and the suburbs
With the war on drugs reaching a fever pitch
law enforcement
out to the city for a cup of English tea,
I treat her very special, get a smile that’s just for me,
When I get to her front door she says goodnight
the NARC sabotagin, slippin cracks in
Your camoflougin, now you snitchin on the squadron
That's somethin niggas can't pardon
City overrun by young gun
on the run
Midnight chase under moon
Speed of light we'll catch it soon
In the night we come alive
Neon dreams we will survive
Lost in time with flashing
Christine
V1
Ten mile road, two touchdowns to go
Bound for the midnight express
When you called to come down,
And I showed up a mess,
What kinda
city, we're feeling litty
Yeah we gon run this
We gon run it, we gon run it
We gon run this town tonight
We gon run it, we gon run it
We gon run this
this kid
He a fraud, the city morg, gone claim his wig
Wanna be famous? well the game is rigged this is harlem
Were we scramble crack, beef come handle
of my sweatshirt
Bone 2 the bone 2 the bad 2 the bad 2 the bone
Hit bound from the Mo-town allen
Fuck a 40 I drink it by the gallon
I started out
about my buffalo bill but we talking bison
Thirty, twenty, ten, forget it its goodnight son
Coupe sitting low with the top back
Come from the side where
ice him
All about my buffalo bill but we talking bison
Thirty, twenty, ten, forget it its goodnight son
Coupe sitting low with the top back
Come from
the deal, baby am I gonna make you mine
I'm trying to go to bed tonight with you right by my side
We can hang until the moon & sun meet
Let’s hit the city
the policeman
The streets are insane
On a night full of danger
Honey don't you get caught
In a city by a stranger
It's a contact sport in the game of life
can see them now from my 10th story window
Somehow, someway, they've made their way to New York City
This could very well be the end, the end, I can't
to splinters
In a winter wasteland
Icicle-bound barren township
Call barren moon childs and proud gimps to clinch this chemical war pig
Delinquent sinkin'
a car, you've got a room,
We can talk all night or make love by the moon,
Feel the love, in the air,
What else is there?
People talk about troubles,
Our operators are standing by
To provide you with excellent service
The mother-tongue makes you you want to die
And also understandably nervous
I
I'm a killer by the way a nigga bleed
Forever TRU I'm gone roll to your motherfuckin' city
If I come to a show I've got a hundred thugs with me
The dance of the puppets
The rusted chains of prison moons
Are shattered by the sun.
I walk a road, horizons change
The tournaments begun.
The purple
in perspective
Dumbs out, guns out til my time runs out
Capitalistic driving force got no remorse
But I feel shit catching up
Time wrappin' up
Shyne
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