Lyrics:
'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun, step into millennium
Ten
Nine
Eight
Seven
Bitch we ain't playin' 'bout that money
We got 'em wrapped up like a mummy
That Presidential lookin' sunny
Feel like a Magic City Monday
These
[Intro]
Aight..
it went down like this
a day just like today
just...doing my thing, you know?
[Chorus X2]
Look before you leap, walk before you run
You gon' be mad at me when I get it done
Don't be Mad
Everybody is just a kid from a town or a city from someplace
I'm ready to take off ain't no
never done
I can do this all night, no I never run
Got me tripping
I'm on the moon
Got me doing shit thought I'd never do
Catch me blasting Big Wiz
Waiting for summer, his pastures to change
And as the moon rises he sits by his fire
Thinking about women and glasses of beer
And closing his eyes
ride
We gonna ride gonna ride
Got my crew right by my side
We don't run we don't hide
They got my back I'm on their side
No matter what goes down tonight
up Math?
Mickey Mirrors, true blessings
For what, X Era
Takin it to the clear this year
{Myalansky}
Faggots nervous but it's time to dance with night
Run Into The Night Feat. Claire Rasa
Policy / Run Into The Night Feat. Claire Rasa
Run Into The Night - Lyrics By Claire Rasa - ©2020 Reprinted By
Who the hottest in the city, shawty you can't come close
I can't leave behind my brothers, gotta keep it ten toes
Keep that chopstick in the box but
understand
See me blowin' on the gram
And for the show I need a grand
Now I'm shootin' for the billboards, check the scoreboard and the map
I got my city on my
exemplified by such figures
As James Baldwin, Malcolm X
And Muhammad Ali but the racism
Of the times constricted
Their ability to give full
Rein to this spirit
our place
In each other's lives every time
I lay my eyes on your smile
The strawberry moon can't help but blush
A little harder whenever we touch
(Let's run it, let's run it, let's run it)
Yo, fuck you, Kanye, first and foremost
For making me do this shit, muhfucker
Had to throw everybody
up in this envy
Never by myself cause i got my bros they with me
Trynna get on the road trynna be known in different cities
Trynna get on the road
as they flew in the air
Butter actin' up and grabbin' stuff by the pair
Gina at the door cause she good with the gun
They both grabbed the money and run
woah
in my space, and my time
where my mind won't respond
when my heart is in a rate of decline, from bein high
the flowerbed, my city is known
caught
Hop out the car, you can stop by them, runnin' out
Don't gotta tell them they know I be comin' out
Play with lil' ten, they don't ready to gang
see crackheads all night
But tonight the moon is red and shit ain't feelin' so right
My first sight was a basehead tryin' to break into my car
In plain
food
Put them yams on my plate
Bitch I told you
Run off on the plug
I don't owe you
If I did motherfucker don't know you
From the city where niggas
Stick it up like it's a highway robbery
True gangstas, we run New York City
We come fi takeover the industry
'Cause you know them have fi too 'fraid of we
praying to god
Knees to the surface
The barrel right by her side
It's Russian roulette
Got her rushing right to the phone
Tryna settle the debt
Her parents
to evolve
Tell the truth and then my heart it tends to fall
Hopefully it ends in aw
Because the city great appall
I'm disgusted with it all
Oh my god
I just
10 with it, so I ain't gotta rap
But I'm thankful for that, don't mistakin' me, black
Or you'll be stankin' in the back of a fuckin' Cadillac
I'ma
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