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Runaway
Swizz Beatz, Nas
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When my heart aches, I'm drowning, pain won't go away
And in my cups brown fills my brain, won't go away
These five yellow girls all on parade asphyxiate (goddamn)
Still stuck in a box tryna clear my name (y'all know the deal)
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name (it's only real)
And in my cups brown fills my brain (can't stop me)
And in my cups brown fills my brain (can't stop me, yeah)
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name (y'all know the deal)
Won't go away (it's only real)
I'm afraid (your love)
Your love will blow me away (can't stop me, can't stop me, yeah)
Am I dumb? (Am I dumb)
All 'cause I numb the pain (yeah, yeah)
Am I just another runaway? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Runaway (yeah, Yeah)
(Yeah, yeah) (Let's go!)
Handsome gangsta, '89-'89 to be exact
We owned the block, 16 had two TECs and one MAC
Niggas cookin' that work, we thirsty to see it come back
Killers and rats, sold crack fiends, where I hung at
Drivin' through every borough with young women, I done that
Cuban link dreams, chasin' fiends down, these foul
Nothin' frisk me, I had the nerve, not even put the weed down
These clowns thirsty to squeeze rounds
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name (y'all know the deal)
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name (it's only real) (Oh!)
And in my cups brown fills my brain (can't stop me, can't stop me)
And in my cups brown fills my brain (yeah)
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name (yeah, yeah)
Won't go away (yeah, yeah)
I'm afraid (your love)
Your love will blow me away (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Here we go!)
Driving 80 miles per hour in the rain
Feeling yesterday's high still and it's calming my brain, which is ever moving
I still remember shootings, that never moved out my thoughts
Blowing by the basketball court, they went to war, it happened
All I imagine sometime under sunshine on vacations
Things I did in my hood situations, oh well
Probably was a bad father to my first born
Love her to death, but I ain't been home since my first song
Provided for her, but money can't replace her father for her
Plus I got a son, blessed with kids, yeah, man, I adore 'em
And I was sure I was gonna leave this life too fast
I got guardian angels came down and saved my ass
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name (y'all know the deal)
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name (it's only real)
And in my cups brown fills my brain (can't stop me, can't stop me)
And in my cups brown fills my brain (yeah) (can't stop it)
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name (yeah, yeah)
Won't go away (yeah, yeah)
I'm afraid (your love)
Your love will blow me away (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
New York City, stand up!
New York City, stand up!
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It's that Nas
That ZaZa
That New York
That ZaZa
That Nas, err
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