Run for Your Life

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I need another lover
 Like I need another hole
 On the side of my temple, forever blowed
 Like brains and eardrums as they explode
 Got me running for my life, I suppose
 Depending on my line of sight only
 Dynamite, blow me
 Bumping like a pair of dice
 At night, nice and horny
 No friction, not addicted to it
 I'll have you listening to Crooked
 See me spitting
 So, uh, shut the fuck up sometimes and listen to me
 Not tryna be rude but having an attitude
 Is counterproductive to being blissful
 Make me not miss you
 I'm dodging bullets yet I'm sending back these missiles
 Been threw like them nukes do, your spot is too through
 Kabloom, you blowed up, now whatever the fuck is for us to do
 Because there's nothing left but ashes and fascist bastards
 Cashless characters, out here with drugs to traffic
 Enough of the motherfucking plastic narrative
 Put ink to tablet, graph it, actual facts
 It's non-fiction, I'm blitzin', on every single down
 Make them get up, get out
 And get it, until you got all, I'm with it
 Gon' ball 'til you crawl just for the alcohol and bitches
 You silly nigga, look at the bigger picture
 Don't let your thoughts get cut short like a midget's Twitter
 Liquid lines, do it, fight
 Hundred miles down
 Tell me where you wanna go
 Electric Eyes, hypnotize
 Get your mind running, running
 Where you wanna go?
 You wanna slide down my melted face?
 Tell me I'm the Queen, baby, what you need to know?
 Your pulse subsides, let it light
 I can hear you humming, humming
 Where you wanna go?
 Running for my life
 Run, run, running for my life (oh)
 Run, run, running for my life
 Run, run, running for my life
 Where you wanna go?
 Run, run, running for my life
 Run, run, running for my life
 Run, run, running for my life
 It's now or never, we can be here to the morning
 I'm ghost when the moon stop glowing
 Sunrise, Laura Jones and she want that Johnson and Johnson
 But not that baby powder but my sausage
 Knock, knock trying to get a baby out her
 I put a baby in her, maybe in her mi-ind
 Y'all nasty (nasty, nasty, nasty, nas-, nas-)
 To the top of the pyramid
 Or to the center of the Earth where I went ahead
 We ain't never scared, just looking for a way out
 It's here 'til I'm dead, I ain't even trying to play house
 Apartments, a condo, my mentality is complex
 Fresh out the projects, how's your conscious?
 Now where your wine go? 'Cause we got options
 Multiple choices and can't a motherfucker stop us
 Liquid lines, do it, fight
 Hundred miles down
 Tell me where you wanna go
 Electric Eyes, hypnotize
 Get your mind running, running
 Where you wanna go?
 You wanna slide down my melted face?
 Tell me I'm the Queen, baby, what you need to know?
 Your pulse subsides, let it light
 I can hear you humming, humming
 Where you wanna go?
 ♪
 Run, run, running for my life
 Run, run, running for my life
 Run, run, running for my life
 Run, run, running for my life
 Run, run, running for my life
 Run, run, running for my life
 Run, run, running for my life
 

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Duration
03:56
Key
1
Tempo
107 BPM

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