RUN LYRICS

INTRO:

i think i might

wanna make a stain

ride on my bike

flyin' high

like a paper plane

kites in my mind


LSD is drippin on my eyes

from behind

i can see straight into my mind

it's alright though

don't be scared

i'm walkin with my eyes closed

if you wanna tote that pole

better balance on a tightrope

guys

there's a fine line

that exists between your eyes

when i'm starin' at your face bullseye

VERSE:

we are not afraid to fuck around until we make you bleed

praying for forgiveness wipe your blood stains off of both my sleeves

walkin with a metal hearin' my clothes shuffle in the dark

on my futuristic shit i walk around like tony stark


net worth

on a billion

i'm really killin' them

death stroke in a minute man

ain't really feelin' him

death note

on my back

a fuckin rapscallion

lead rope

round my neck

it's tied up to the ceilin' fan

HOOK:

run

with that lane switch

mothafuckas hate this

when i pull up

chopsticks

til ya motherfuckin brain split

like

ough

i'm obnoxious

30 on me poppin'

if you wanna learn well motherfucka' get to watchin'


if you wanna die today

i'll blast you with the 808s


run with the choppa and the beam

until they fadeaway

run with the choppa and the beam

until they fadeaway

run with the choppa and the beam

until they fadeaway

VERSE:

opposition

how you gonna try me

when you in no position

my top went missin'

how the fuck that happen

think my time went missin'

do not waste it if you wanna hang with me

i'll turn ya life into a vacancy

made up my mind

so angrily

you're not safe with me


just give a moment

found a new strain

enjoyin' the potent

slaughter the game

don't live in the moment

just live in the hate

survive through the mornin'


if you're lucky

don't touch me

like nike i just be doin it

i spend wisely

keep movin'

uh please entice me

keep shootin'

and then be silent with the tip toe

poppin' at ‘em crisco

leave the pot bubblin hotter

than water in frisco


switch up the flow now

i jump in the buildin'

i'm kickin the doors down

but it's gettin' old now

somebody reminded me to put my phone down

cause opps lurkin'

lately

and people talkin'

crazy

ion even know who i can let in my mercedes

there's always a let down

when there's not a shootout

thought it was a dead night

‘til somebody moved out

we stopped at the red light

just me and the crew now

then somebody yelled out

HOOK:

run

with that lane switch

mothafuckas' hate this

when i pull up

chopsticks

‘til ya motherfuckin' brain split

like

ough

i'm obnoxious

30 on me poppin

if you wanna learn well motherfucka get to watchin

run with the choppa and the beam

until they fadeaway

run with the choppa and the beam

until they fadeaway

run with the choppa and the beam

until they fadeaway

run with the choppa and the beam

until they fadeaway