Lyrics:
let's run away
We can meet up at the park
Hang out till we're tired
When it's after dark
We'll hug around the fire
Hold you in my arms
And dance under
in his arms, broken
A young mind distorted emotions, is there an upside?
His brother got murdered up North by milletas
Ma-ma, battlin', cancer,
Night
In the Land where your Father died
[ORESTES:]
Into the Mighty Arms of Death
Into the Darkness we fall
Into the Mighty Arms of Death
Into
What if I never run into you?
What if you never smiled at me?
What if I had noticed you, too?
And you never showed up where I happened to be
What if I never run into you?
What if you never smiled at me?
What if I had noticed you, too?
And you never showed up where I happened to be
am a trader
And I'm telling you my stock is grown
I run my city, got 'em open like the lock is gone
Keys out, I ain't talking white though
Baby
peoples under the stairs
These years, I got they names in my swears
Poppin' Cristal like it's my first child, lickin' shots holiday style
Rockin' Steele
soldiers and troops
If you not ducking then you are a goose
None of my people are rats and snakes
Live by the motto whatever it takes
I got the power like
like any moment I'll get a call from you?
I wrap my head around that day you got me
It made me strong without you
You put your arm around me, I put
to get by
Shoved the knife right into my back
Now I'd only wish that you would die
You thought you had us all fooled
You worthless fuck I hope you
Choke
been
Lifetime never promised but we keep living for the dreams
My mind's on holiday, feels like it's there to stay
As I just waste away, same four walls
s*** in his arms, broken
A young mind distorted emotions, is there an upside?
His brother got murdered up North by milletas
Ma-ma, battlin', cancer,
Motherfuck the man
I ain't worried bout the price on the gasoline nigga
I don't cop em by the gallon cop em by the p's nigga
Bad like Michael J colder than
your dick friend died
Break into houses like fucking ISIS
Now my man Ain't switching sides
Fuck your face with my big fat Rambo
Man Shut up imma skin
(BUKI J)
I keep it constantly contempt in my zone
I continue to just condition to the world that we know
My contributions makin' hustlers out of all
Let’s take it back to 1982 just quickly
I came into this world, and my Ma thought
Ima name this little boy Paul
Plain old boring old Paul
And I
in it
Got the lobby in it, Tommy in it
The trunk got a body in it
Niggas be like he bodying it
Ziplock full of J's
Closet full of J's walking on my
I am the lonely wolf
Who stalks you in the night
I am the eagle circling, high up in the sky
My name is just a mask
That I can hide behind born into
Sitting alone on her bed)
If I could only dream this world away
I'd awake in your arms
If I could keep this bitter life at bay
Wide awake in your arms
shot burst
I'm a motherfucking heat seeking missile seeking you
And though this track is brought to you by my homie Prod J it's still all about my
want you too)
We run away baby....
(Don’t want you to go
Want you by my side)
Into your fantasy
(Wanna take you home with me)
Let's make history
be by my side
And you'd stay mine
I will run run run to you
If you want want want me to
There's something in the way that you move and I
Wanna
under
Going under
I've already packed my promises
They're waiting by the door
The house is burning
Better run for cover
Run for cover
Try to turn away
Got
Told the plug I could lift it with my arms, I just gotta curl
I'm killing everything, ain't got a girl
Niggas codeine fiendin'
They run out to sell
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