Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Shy Kidz, artist - YONAS. Album song The Proven Theory, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.04.2011
Record label: YONAS
Song language: English
Shy Kidz |
My mind is a runway lately |
And you are my run-away |
My mind is a runway lately |
And you are my run-away |
They call us the shy kids |
A little bit blinded, but they never cared |
But you’re my run-away baby |
I always leave you, shaking |
Tainted armor, life full of karma |
Runway lights fall brightly upon us |
Stoners and goners spending life in a corner |
Attached to a cellphone charger |
It’s broken, ain’t no fathers |
Houses empty back to the charters |
If it kills you, it makes you larger |
Whatever don’t crush you makes you harder |
No Harvard still got honors |
Who’s letting all these devils harm us |
It makes me feel why bother? |
I’d rather chase around light green dollars |
I’m being honest |
Death to the Tupac’s birth to the Gaga’s |
Bye to the morals, hi to the Prada’s |
It’s the truth, it’s a muh fuckin' problem |
My mind is a runway lately |
And you are my run-away |
My mind is a runway lately |
And you are my run-away |
They call us the shy kidz |
A little bit blinded, but they never cared |
But you’re my run-away baby |
I always leave you, shaking |
Recently I’ve been scared of the clock |
Blind to the facts so why would I watch? |
Speeding around without having to stop |
And no friends to share my passenger spot |
Messing around, and it happens a lot |
Guns in the drawer but the cabinet’s locked |
I ain’t talkin' 'bout crackin' a Scotch |
When I say I thought about having a shot |
Through my story I babel and jot |
Hoping to one day unravel the plot |
Guilty as charged on a passionate block |
While surrounded by these un-passionate cops |
Ain’t no drugs though, ain’t no sluts hoes |
Just a young kid who ain’t feel no love yo |
I don’t do the scene, 'cause I feel I’m above those |
Models and bottles and runways club shows |
My mind is a runway lately |
And you are my run-away |
My mind is a runway lately |
And you are my run-away |
They call us the shy kidz |
A little bit blinded, but they never cared |
But you’re my run-away baby |
I always leave you, shaking |
I hope that no one could ever take, a day from me |
These thoughts will leave me lying awake, patiently |
My mind is a runway lately |
And you are my run-away |
My mind is a runway lately |
And you are my run-away |
They call us the shy kidz |
A little bit blinded, but they never cared |
But you’re my run-away baby |
I always leave you, shaking |