
Date of issue: 24.09.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Run for Your Life |
I need another lover |
Like I need another hole |
On the side of my temple, forever blowed |
Like brains and eardrums as they explode |
Got me running for my life, I suppose |
Depending on my line of sight only |
Dynamite, blow me |
Bumping like a pair of dice |
At night, nice and horny |
No friction, not addicted to it |
I’ll have you listening to Crooked |
See me spitting |
So, uh, shut the fuck up sometimes and listen to me |
Not tryna be rude but having an attitude |
Is counterproductive to being blissful |
Make me not miss you |
I’m dodging bullets yet I’m sending back these missiles |
Been threw like them nukes do, your spot is too through |
Kabloom, to blow up, now whatever the fuck is for us to do |
Because there’s nothing left but ashes and fascist bastards |
Cashless characters, out here with drugs to traffic |
Enough of the motherfuking plastic narrative |
Put ink to tablet, graph it, actual facts |
It’s non-fiction, I’m blitzin', on every single down |
Make them get up get out |
And get it, until you got all, I’m with it |
Gon' ball ‘til you crawl just for the alcohol and bitches |
You silly nigga, look at the bigger picture |
Don’t let your thoughts get cut short just like a midgets Twitter |
Liquid lines, do it, fight |
Hundred miles down |
Tell me where you wanna go |
Electric Eyes, hypnotize |
Get your mind running, running |
Where you wanna go? |
You wanna slide down, my melted face |
Tell me I’m the Queen, baby, what you need to know |
You’re past subsides, let it light |
I can hear you humming, humming |
Where you wanna go? |
Running for my life |
Run, run, running for my life |
Run, run, running for my life |
Run, run, running for my life |
Where you wanna go? |
Run, run, running for my life |
Run, run, running for my life |
Run, run, running for my life |
It’s now or never, we can be here to the morning |
I’m ghost when the moon stop glowing |
Sunrise, Norah Jones and she want that Johnson and Johnson |
But not that baby powder but my sausage |
Knock, knock trying to get a baby out her |
I put a baby in her, maybe in her mi-i-i-ind |
Y’all nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty |
To the top of the pyramid |
Or to the center of the Earth where I went ahead |
We ain’t never scared, just looking for a way out |
It’s here ‘til I’m dead I ain’t even trying to play house |
Apartments, a condo, my mentality is complex |
Fresh out the projects how’s your conscious |
Now where your wine go? |
cause we got options |
Multiple choices and can’t a motherfucker stop us |
Liquid lines, do it, fight |
Hundred miles down |
Tell me where you wanna go |
Electric Eyes, hypnotize |
Get your mind running, running |
Where you wanna go? |
You wanna slide down, my melted face |
Tell me I’m the Queen, baby, what you need to know |
You’re past subsides, let it light |
I can hear you humming, humming |
Where you wanna go? |
Run, run, running for my life |
Run, run, running for my life |
Run, run, running for my life |
Run, run, running for my life |
Run, run, running for my life |
Run, run, running for my life |
Run, run, running for my life |