Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Run to the Gun, artist - Tunde Olaniran. Album song Transgressor, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 06.08.2015
Record label: Quite Scientific
Song language: English
Run to the Gun |
| Crowned yourself a king but |
| Tell me why’s your throne |
| Slick to the touch with my blood |
| Piled high with bones |
| Holding on to something |
| You barely know |
| Funeral for a golden age |
| Not even Midas could sow |
| Fingertips on the history |
| But it won’t sink in |
| Was it cause you never lived it |
| Or a component missing? |
| Wasn’t always in my eyesight |
| Came at it kinda sideways |
| Now I see it so plain |
| Now I see it so plain |
| We don’t, don’t know where to go |
| Run, run with no map to show |
| Just gun, gun and your heart’s a ghost |
| We already know |
| It kills but we like it though (We done run to the gun, gun) |
| Know better but we fight it though (Eyes right to the sun, sun) |
| Shouldn’t burn but we light it though (Don't think, just run, run) |
| It kills but we like it |
| Hoping I can learn to do right |
| That it’s not too late |
| What I need is elevation |
| Coat of paint that won’t fade |
| Sun is burning at this new height |
| Got me missing old shade |
| The dark fed into the fiction |
| That mercy was a sharp blade |
| But from here we see a new fight |
| Old roads repaved |
| It’s more than just a rendition |
| New rules, new ways |
| Wasn’t always in my eyesight |
| Came at it kinda sideways |
| Now I see it so plain |
| Now I see it so plain |
| We don’t, don’t know where to go |
| Run, run with no map to show |
| Just gun, gun and your heart’s a ghost |
| We already know |
| It kills but we like it though |
| We done run to the gun, gun |
| We should know |
| Better but we like it though |
| It kills but we like it though |
| Ridin' round in my hoopty still |
| Banging out that de Tocqueville |
| Slow roll for them boars, layin |
| Steel trap, how them teeth feel? |
| Lips part and they see my grill |
| Pack of hounds so they make a meal |
| Lick the cut so that wound can heal |
| Ridin' round in my hoopty still |
| Ridin' round in my hoopty still |
| Ridin' round in my hoopty still |
| Slow roll for them boars, layin |
| Steel trap, how them teeth feel |
| Lips part and they see my grill |
| Pack of hounds so they make a meal |
| Ridin' round in my hoopty still |
| Ridin' round in my hoopty still |
| We don’t, don’t know where to go |
| Run, run with no map to show |
| Just gun, gun and your heart’s a ghost |
| We already know |