Lyrics:
the binds of my cell
Said
In the long run
We all lost
Exciting
Yeah
I'm at home with
This rope that I'm tying
Oh, huh
No more heartache
No reliance
No
my hormones
Lucky for me, I run on spite and sweet revenge
It's my dependence on the friction that really hinders my progression
C'est comme ça,
You're just another hit and run
I'm out here looking for some fun
Time flies when you're dying inside
Night ride sick of crying by your side
Nine
wrong
I don't even think I know who you are
So run away
Don't come back lonely
So run away
Nights are filled with memories
You call to me
Visit in my
won’t)
Run away cos I’ve been giving it all I got
I won’t (I won’t)
Change my ways
Even though im lost yeah
I won’t I won’t (I won’t)
Run away cos I’ve
told me not to run
But I sure had fun
So I'm gonna fuck it up again
I'm gonna do another detour
Unpave my path
And if you wanna make sense
I just run my city dude
You just make your city run, they hate to be next to you
Tables turn, say you earn rights to be the God MC
I'm bout to make
they got everything, run with it
They got English girls with legs so long
You gotta use a stepladder to lick their love thing
It's a family place
a home
Content to remain
Just like my blood
Run through my veins
Moving can not be restrained
I'm running young
Just like my blood that runs through me
I
Run me the guap
Run me the guap
Stassi Pryce, Say My Name Right
Yuh
Niggas say that I’m crazy
Oh yuh I'm Jamaican
Eat it up like soufflé
If that shit
the guise of love
For a limited run in to your local bedroom
We knew the curtain would be coming down soon
Reviews were mixed, the press was unkind
Ally
Gimme the bag
I don't even like to brag
I'm just trying to get the bag
Run it, run it, count it, count it, stack it, stack it up
I don't even like
Amazing defense how a nigga
Run up them sacks, wow
Real talk, ride ‘round with that
Heat like I’m Pat, now
Real talk, we don’t do back and fourth
We get
that the people knew
Like "Good Morning School Girl" and "Jackson Blue"
Around the time of the great migration
The blues run up the river, spread
prototype opponent
Make em look like Quasimodo
When you step up to the show though and now
All the others wonder how
Flawlessly we run the crowd
All
shoulder's are weary to carry the load
Can we reach the summit, my head to the sky
My body and spirit are freedom's cry
There are no chains so let me run
company
I'm hopin' that you'll come back to me
What 'ya gonna do when the well runs dry?
You're gonna run away and hide
I'm gonna run right by your
company
I'm hopin' that you'll come back to me
What 'ya gonna do when the well runs dry?
You're gonna run away and hide
I'm gonna run right by your
it real
Like we run the streets
I remember all the things you did to me
Said that you would never leave
Now you just went up and switched up on me
When
his right to decide
Jamie's got secrets he doesn't confide
And I'm still hurting
Go and hide and run away
Run away, run and find something better
the way everybody act
They should get a oscar
You know I had to go and run it up
I'ma stocker
You know I got game lil baby
Check the locker
She wanna run it
this shit can get hard, that's why you can't run (Dream, this shit go dummy)
We doin' the drugs, we doin' the drugs, we do 'em a lot (ooh)
I been
you
Nothings left, your dead on the ground
How can I covet you
Give you hell and you can't be found
My soul infested you
Blackened thoughts they run
I've run out
Im all dry
I'll be back
Another time
Will you be here
To hold me tight
Will you be here
To give me life
This ain't love
This ain't love
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