| Hey, corrupted the choir boy
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| In since one nine nine nine now
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| Think that I’m bluffin try boy
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| You can sho nuff find out how
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| 'Cause I keep one on me. |
| You ain’t got a meaner demeanor
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| But if you don’t stand down to an angel when you see him
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| Get a hot one in between 'em, yeah
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| Out comes my gun, you 'bout to run
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| When I put it on
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| Ain’t got no problem, knockin' it problem
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| Niggas if you wanna get it on
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| I’ll be the last man standin'
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| Like you abandon yo mans and them
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| Got a two piece and a biscuit up in my hands for them
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| Dranks up, drip that, know what I’m talkin' 'bout
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| If you creep up in Krizz house, yo ass ain’t gon' be walkin' out
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| Talkin' out the side of yo neck
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| And if it don’t understand the words that you sayin
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| I’ma take it as disrespect, losin' it
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| Slowly as them days go by
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| So if you got some beef wit me, better stroll on by
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| See we gentle and peaceful people
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| But mentally be some evil is supposed to provoke
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| Bad actions start to comin' out of church folk
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| See you can run, but you can’t hide
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| I see you shake, heartbeatin' inside
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| You can’t help it 'cause it’s over
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| And they tried to run away
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| See you can hide, but you can’t run
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| You ought to stop, when you see me comin'
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| You tried to stop it, but it’s over
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| I will make them run away
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| God gave me the gift to soothe the savage beast nigga
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| God made me to rip and rule the baddest peace spitta
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| But you’s a bitch if you thinkin' leakings gon' hurt me
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| I’m purposely servin' these twerps to the third degree verbally
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| Birth of these marksmen claimin' to be dark men, hearts been hardened
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| Harshly sparks me to start the murlarky
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| Like Mizzarski, it’s gon' take a nation 'til death mark me
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| Your parts will be scattered, battered, and partially
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| Barred when the Nnutthowze, give it to you
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| They pity the nigga that give us the negative
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| You better get ready to get ahead of it
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| If you rhetoric and let a bitch you better get
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| Wicked with the subjective and the predicate
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| And that’s bitch niggas, 'cause I’m a switch getta
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| And they jealous 'cause bellas are funded
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| And they really hate the way Nina gunnin'
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| Hella flowin', they can’t take nuttin from him
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| Meet the reapa when I come to your speaka
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| I’ma damage, definitely defeat ya
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| You so soft and I am the creature feature
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| Of an evil enemy spittin' ether
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| Niggas is hella wrong and they know that
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| Wishin' upon my dough sack
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| Make a nigga run away from Tech Nina, Kali, and Prozak
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| See you can run, but you can’t hide
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| I see you shake, heartbeatin' inside
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| You can’t help it 'cause it’s over
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| And they tried to run away
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| See you can hide, but you can’t run
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| You ought to stop, when you see me comin'
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| You tried to stop it, but it’s over
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| I will make them run away
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| Motherfuckers they wanna battle me
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| Bitches they wanna straddle me
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| Bitches with the strategy
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| Wanna stick it in your anatomy
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| They got a hand on me, finks they wanna rat on me
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| Snakes, they try to rattle me
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| But haters, why you mad at me?
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| But it really doesn’t matter breathe badder, blood scatter
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| Climb to the top of Jacob’s ladder
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| Bloody Mary three times and glass shatters
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| Hey batter batter batter, hey batter batter, swing
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| Take your head off like floss like the holocaust
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| Body toss first mark that I come across
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| Six from the toss, switch bitch, you just double crossed
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| Get hit with the quickness, get written off
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| I will take it to the level of angels and devils
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| So best to be runnin' when all the dust settles
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| The demons will follow, there’ll be no tomorrow
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| Your life will be somber, your time is now borrowed
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| See my face grinnin', the room will be spinnin'
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| The blood will be spillin all over the floor
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| From the beginning, your flesh has been sinning
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| The pressure is building, you can’t take no more
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| So don’t get cynical, every syllable
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| Constant and critical to the bare minimal
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| Pitiful is what you’ve become to my visual
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| Sit back, relax, collectin' my residuals
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| See you can run, but you can’t hide
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| I see you shake, heartbeatin' inside
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| You can’t help it 'cause it’s over
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| And they tried to run away
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| See you can hide, but you can’t run
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| You ought to stop, when you see me comin'
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| You tried to stop it, but it’s over
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| I will make them run away |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Run Away featuring TECH N9NE & Krizz Kaliko , by - Prozak. Song from the album Tales From The Sick, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп