Lyrics:
Tacs (Tic Tac)
They call me "Lil Tune" but I go by, "Tunie"
No Netflix and chill, I'm watchin' a movie
I'm wearing no Nike, I'm rockin' that Gucci
life
You must prove, you're a man
See now I'm back wit the force, read about the kid
From the front to the back of The Source
You see me back
Running against a wall
Every day is the same
I can see your colors fading by the day
You’re waiting for the rain
To wash away the gray
I’m not
The aroma, the taste, it's like a drug to me (ooh-yeah)
I'm a coffee addict, can't you see (ooh-yeah)
[Verse 4]
Now, my doc says, "Friend, you've gotta slow
with no cape
I came from nothin', now I'm worth some Ms
I made the great escape
And he had no Doc, uh, no Timbs
I was steppin' on shit every day, huh
I
the great escape
Great Escape
I can't see the sun
Turn my head and run
Off to find my way
To my great escape
No I can't see the sun
Turn my head and run
Off
feel great I do
I feel great right now
I might fade out too
Where do we
Where do we go
From here
I'm not sure what I felt when I felt it
I just watch
I ran away, was too afraid of your touch
But I can't escape your kiss is all I'm thinking of
It would be great if we could go back to us
My great
fate
Life is what you make it
Make it great, I'm tryna elevate
Concentrate on getting
My papers straight
Survive the great escape
From the ends I
through your projects, crime pays
Matched up in a staircase, in a dark place embraced
By the trey-eight, I'm in so deep I can't escape
These crime
like I crept in
Escape through the east gate, return through the west ends
When the son said, I'm like the westerns beneath the moon light
friend
Nineteen seventy somethin' nigga I don't sweat the date
My moms is late so I had to plan my escape
Out the skins in this world of fly girls
carrying crates
To touring through various states
I'm doing what's never been done to this day
Even the great can be on the plate, nobody safe
friend
Nineteen seventy somethin' nigga I don't sweat the date
My moms is late so I had to plan my escape
Out the skins in this world of fly girls
Chickenheads get gassed, so they call me on my mobile
I'm great distance like AT&T
I stroke like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Yo I Fades Them All like my man
made a great escape
Ain't it funny? Mama only son be baking cakes
Pull up in the sleigh, hop out like I'm Santa Claus
Niggas gather around, got gifts
Life is hard and it's road is rough
And I'm on my grind but it's not enough
All I do is try, time is passing by
I cry, and look to the sky
The other
truly endure
Nothing will hold
Still
This land stands fixed when I remember you
Down below my prison waits
I'll break away my great escape
I'll break away
I'm just standin' here, lookin' at the man in the mirror
You good? Nigga, I'm great
(Yeah, nigga, talk your shit, Doc Dre)
Yeah, I see the way
pull it, send a bullet to these
rappers' mouth.
So now, I gotta make my escape
Like Houdini the great.
"O" is for original, "A" is for artillery,
Let's run away, run away, let's escape
Today I feel like havin' a great day
Tonight I feel like having a great night
I plan on havin', havin' a great day
that I had cracked the code
But now I'm drowning in doubt
Laying alone in the cold
My daddy said imma do great things
(Great things, great things)
Now I
think I'm goin' crazy doc no longer can I hack it
Please, doctor please, put me in a straight jacket
A lady picked me up hitchikin', what a big
be
Hold up put the breaks on
Talking 'bout God make a great song?
This rock I'm awake on, don't stay under one
'Cause some of them you can't escape
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