Runaway Songtext
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Runaway Songtext
It′s not what you have dealin' it′s what you're doing now
It's not where you have been it′s where you′re goin' now
Not so everywhere I go I hold you down that′s why everywhere I go you know it's goin′ down (it's goin′ down)
Now, yeah, I am still a little monsta, still a swollen member rip it up at every concert
Lost a few years & we lost a couple sponsors but now I want it all & I am back to fucking conquer so (I've come to take what's mine, naw, we′ve come to take what′s ours)
Look I became a serpent lyin' perfectly flat poppin′ perkisets 'til everything went purple & black
I was lyin′ on the dirt with the shirt on my back got up & wiped myself off & now I'm circling back
Here I come, now my boys are surviving spreading through the internet like poisonous ivy
Or a virus, or a forest fire, call me "Cyrus" the battleaxe warrior
I was ship wreck for a quick sec, I felt like Tom Hanks with a volleyball (Ha ha ha ha)
Fish clemp so tight I got white knuckles I been killin′ it since B-boy belt buckles
Whole school o' some popeye eating spinach fights roll up in an MC & suit & pair of british Nykes
They drank Cristal I drank a dolla pop I'm the type to stay & fight ′til someone fall or drops
They look like the type to run away & call the cops such a shit half rat, half lollipop
It′s not what you have dealin' it′s what you're doing now
It′s not where you have been it's where you′re goin' now
Not so everywhere I go I hold you down that's why everywhere I go you know it′s goin′ down (So tough!)
Bipolar manic depressent that's my reality gifted nautiousness with an addictive personality
Mortifying, fortified, bonified champion war supply oversized more than gargantuan
(Yeah... Run!)
I′m a new ablagawda about to massacre azlada 'cuz I′m here to rock the planet like african bambada
& I've been waitin′ for the right moment to strike while I'm holding the mic, 'cuz I′m a soldier that fights
Commeditated systematic attacks the assassin from the vaticans back, spittin′ radical facts
Most rappers spit theatrical crap for me to move ahead I had to go back
Now I explode on a track, the larger picture still alludes you, from swollen members we are not here to confuse you
So fuck all of the smoken mirrors it's the spiderman the silver surfer man I hope you hear us
Cruise livor, but two divers like a pink mohawk into new sideburns
I refuse to me ol′ broken haggard so I rebuild my face under this cloaking dagger
When they tell my story let 'em say that I walk with giants this isn′t rap it's textbook math & science
I spot a kiss when it come down to the art of this A martyr with the other murderers they want no part of this
You fuckin′ started it, I'll fucking finish it, this is my business & I won't leave no witnesses
It′s not what you have dealin′ it's what you′re doing now
It's not where you have been it′s where you're goin′ now
Not so everywhere I go I hold you down that's why everywhere I go you know it's goin′ down (SO!)
It's not where you have been it′s where you′re goin' now
Not so everywhere I go I hold you down that′s why everywhere I go you know it's goin′ down (it's goin′ down)
Now, yeah, I am still a little monsta, still a swollen member rip it up at every concert
Lost a few years & we lost a couple sponsors but now I want it all & I am back to fucking conquer so (I've come to take what's mine, naw, we′ve come to take what′s ours)
Look I became a serpent lyin' perfectly flat poppin′ perkisets 'til everything went purple & black
I was lyin′ on the dirt with the shirt on my back got up & wiped myself off & now I'm circling back
Here I come, now my boys are surviving spreading through the internet like poisonous ivy
Or a virus, or a forest fire, call me "Cyrus" the battleaxe warrior
I was ship wreck for a quick sec, I felt like Tom Hanks with a volleyball (Ha ha ha ha)
Fish clemp so tight I got white knuckles I been killin′ it since B-boy belt buckles
Whole school o' some popeye eating spinach fights roll up in an MC & suit & pair of british Nykes
They drank Cristal I drank a dolla pop I'm the type to stay & fight ′til someone fall or drops
They look like the type to run away & call the cops such a shit half rat, half lollipop
It′s not what you have dealin' it′s what you're doing now
It′s not where you have been it's where you′re goin' now
Not so everywhere I go I hold you down that's why everywhere I go you know it′s goin′ down (So tough!)
Bipolar manic depressent that's my reality gifted nautiousness with an addictive personality
Mortifying, fortified, bonified champion war supply oversized more than gargantuan
(Yeah... Run!)
I′m a new ablagawda about to massacre azlada 'cuz I′m here to rock the planet like african bambada
& I've been waitin′ for the right moment to strike while I'm holding the mic, 'cuz I′m a soldier that fights
Commeditated systematic attacks the assassin from the vaticans back, spittin′ radical facts
Most rappers spit theatrical crap for me to move ahead I had to go back
Now I explode on a track, the larger picture still alludes you, from swollen members we are not here to confuse you
So fuck all of the smoken mirrors it's the spiderman the silver surfer man I hope you hear us
Cruise livor, but two divers like a pink mohawk into new sideburns
I refuse to me ol′ broken haggard so I rebuild my face under this cloaking dagger
When they tell my story let 'em say that I walk with giants this isn′t rap it's textbook math & science
I spot a kiss when it come down to the art of this A martyr with the other murderers they want no part of this
You fuckin′ started it, I'll fucking finish it, this is my business & I won't leave no witnesses
It′s not what you have dealin′ it's what you′re doing now
It's not where you have been it′s where you're goin′ now
Not so everywhere I go I hold you down that's why everywhere I go you know it's goin′ down (SO!)
Writer(s): Robin Hooper, Shane Bunting Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
