| I was running down Lafayette
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| My bloody shirt soaked through
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| (She got me running)
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| I was beaten and confused
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| On a New York City ruse
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| (She got me running)
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| My filthy hands and feet
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| On the dirty city street
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| (She got me running)
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| Like a banshee, no one cares
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| With the heart of a beaten dog
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| (She got me running)
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| My wild Indian heart was pounding
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| I was running so fast
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| My wild Indian heart was pounding
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| I was running so fast
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| We got the drugs, we got the drugs, we got the drugs
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| The drugs in here
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| We got the drugs, we got the drugs, we got the drugs
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| The drugs in here
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| All the children loving the camera
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| Turn their face into the light
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| (She got me running)
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| Can you take the pace much faster
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| Licking honey from a knife
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| (She got me running)
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| My wild Indian heart was pounding
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| I was running so fast
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| My wild Indian heart was pounding
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| I was running so fast
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| Let the water out
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| Let it all out
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| Yeah, I’m drowning
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| Get me out of this place
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| Let the water out
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| Let it all out
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| Hell, I’m drowning
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| Get me out of this place
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| Let it all out, let it all out…
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| Let the water out
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| Let it all out
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| Hell, I’m drowning
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| Get me out of this hell
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| We got the drugs, we got the drugs, we got the drugs
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| The drugs in here
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| We got the drugs, we got the drugs, we got the drugs
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| The drugs in here
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| We got the drugs, we got the drugs, we got the drugs
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| The drugs in here
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| We got the drugs, we got the drugs, we got the drugs
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| The drugs in here
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| Call it, own it, f*cked up children |