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runnin, afro-futurist texts
Fillin spacesuits with albuterol breaths
Kudos to my dudes we all up next
Long nights reflecting lifes left
The shit come to me,

Yuh
Ill Sill

I put tha work inside tha Eddie Bauer, I'm after hours
If I slid then I'd come back wit power (Yuh)
I'm smokin' sour
Draw a crowd, I

I been laying low cuz a Calypso
But now I gotta leave and head back to home
Almost died at the hands of the founder of Rome
Now my house overrrun by

Spotlight hittin' on you
Showin' what you got
If loose I'll come tighten 'em up
Breaking instrumental that's sentimental
All them drugs
Head stay free not no

we were by the water
And our love felt black and blue?
And I know that even after Letha
I’ll still have dreams waterlogged with you
No faith save you

even got a brag Told me anything that come between us getting dragged
We up in them figures Ain't no runnin' from them bitches
She was with them losing

Time you realize my rhymes are by design
One-of-a-kind when you hear my new shit
If we don't see eye to eye, I'll be fine as wine
Can't stop my climb cuz

stay
Or if I'll come back
All my love is runnin' on red
With blood on the tracks

Tumblin' down
I don't make a sound
When I hit the ground
I know I must

There might be some who hung tight with you
Come runnin' when somethin' wasn't right with you
But time just did what time will do
And now it's down

Battlesong

Deltron 3030

Deltron 3030

2000

rudimentary technical abilities couldn't kill me
Knocked me for a loop, but I could still breathe
He had the crowd going by appearance
Here comes

sadder than a willow gets but I'll be coming soon
And we'll just be two silhouettes making love under the moon

South bound and runnin' late on I 65
She

they had they doubts I'll prove em wrong so count me in
Walkin tall like a man don't never fall or no stumblin 
Runnin this shit like I'm Robert Smith

I don't like to talk, I leave that for the bitches
Really I come from the trenches Remember them days hoppin' fences
Smokin' on gas, you could tell

the pain in 'em
Boy, I won't play, I'll go to war about my gang members
I was in the trenches slidin' with them grave diggers
Chopper showers, he gon'

like a spider
Leave me alone
I know that death is callin' so I'll sit by the phone
Be gone and hear a moan, I'm just fine on my own
It's out of my

feelings make me wonder why
But I'll be fine with her by my side
Gettin' high, out my mind,
Tell me what to do
Pinky is the truth
Nothin' left to lose

feel
You say you love me
How come it never seems real?
I love excuses
They keep me here by your side
I'll always love you

So hard to say that we

I'm on the freeway dodging government
Runnin shit, I feel I'm miles outchere anyway
You too damn passionate, why you in them spaces anywaes?
I was

wait
Some little niggas we was runnin' from Jake's
While makin' plates, I'm gettin' bread still
You niggas runnin' in place, I'm tryna treadmills

only one thing I'll always put above you
And that’s that money baby
Ben Frank, I done made more then 100 baby
I'm on the come up baby, I can't fumble

the main vein
I been runnin' the same game
Same Circles till I stop
and I start to wain
Or you try and maintain
Living life love pain 
Got my elbows

strong, then I grab her by the arm
Girl don't run, keep it strong, keep it going for so long, look
My girl she keep on, keep on, runnin' back
Lay your hands

nothing is real, it’s all in my mind
The morning comes, you’re not by my side
No you’re not with me, it’s all in my dream life
When I close my eyes,

she's had.
we were sittin at a table when momma got disabled
all the liquor runnin to her head,
and soon I got to chokin daddy wasn't jokin when he