
Runaway Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Take it back to the roots
Yo
From the beginning of time
I was there, spitting these rhymes, it just ain't fair
You can see it, (uh), with your eyes
You can be it, that's them motherfuckin' lies
It's not vulgar, (uh), it's just attitude
Gun out the holster, tell you the truth, I ain't really feelin' them dudes
I got soul, all of us do
Africana in those veins, I'm motherfuckin' talkin' to you
It's not vulgar, (uh), it's just real
Gun back in a holster, come closer so that you can feel
Who better than you, (uh) who better than we
They been on me too since we got here from the motherfuckin' sea
Run Nigga Run (ohh)
Run Nigga Run
Run Nigga Run (ohh)
Run Nigga Run
Run Nigga Run (ohh)
Run Nigga Run
Run Nigga
Run Nigga (ohh)
Run Nigga
Run Nigga
Can't be contained, my spirit just too insane
Stay burnin' just like a flame, everything too gain
Stay wearin' that big old chain, so you won't forget my name
No, not Kurt Cobain, I'm Mr. Coltrane
I'm critically profane, spiritually pre-ordained
Destructive like hurricane, on the mic, I'm Charlemagne
Is we done or is we thru
You don't know what the fuck that I've been through
Lions, tigers, bears, that Brooklyn Zoo
Now who the fuck you think you talkin' to
I ain't goin' back to jail, my mama said give him hell
I used to be up for sale, till I ran, skipped bail
Now I'm runnin' so I can be free
Got my gun right next to me
Kunta Kinte was an amputee
He motherfuckin' ran just like me