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RUN FT. YOUNG THUG, DAVE CHAPPELLE
Killer Mike
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Mike, the one thing about being a nigga in America
It's like storming the beach in Normandy
A guy gets popped, another guy goes, another guy falls
You just gotta keep going
Gotta keep storming that beach, nigga
You gotta keep runnin'
Ain't no rhyme or reason why it's not you on the ground, but as long as it's not
You better keep your feet underneath you
Keep 'em movin'
Ain't no time to be scared
But even if you are, what fuckin' different does it make? Run nigga, keep going
You're just as heroic as those people that stormed the beach
So what's the excuse, I'm not good enough?
I did something wrong, I'm not perfect
Nobody asked anyone to be perfect
We just asking people to be honest
You're a leader, lead, don't be afraid
We got your back like the motherfuckin' Verizon man
Run
God don't like ugly, I ain't one to judge
Whole, whole lot of gold cubans weigh a ton
Say I kept it solid when it's all said and done
All I know is keep goin', run, better run (run, run)
Mama told me, "Never fold, run, better run" (run, run)
Like Jenny told Forrest Gump, "Run, better run" (run, run)
The race for freedom ain't won, run, better run (run, run)
Had to make it out the red clay, run, better run (better run)
The west side of Atlanta, yeah, that where I'm from (Flatland)
Outside, I was hands on like a glove (like Batman)
Movin' like my nigga N.O.R.E., eatin' on the run (run)
Still an underground king and that's word to Bun (Bun)
Locked in like Rice Street without a bond (bond)
I was playin' with the powder way before LeBron (LeBron)
My wife was born a redhead, but now she a blonde (blonde)
Politicians lie and your favorite rapper is a con' (con')
Don't check for me without a check for me, that's a hund' (bluest)
Only Ls I wear is followed by Vuitton (Louis)
Get money and the power, teach 'em while they're young
Hmm, blessed to make it out the slums, run, nigga, run (run)
All I know is keep goin', run, better run (run, run)
Mama told me, "Never fold, run, better run" (run, run)
Like Jenny told Forrest Gump, "Run, better run" (run, run)
The race to freedom ain't won, run, better run (run, run)
This for the ones that never won (won)
Hurt feelin' goin' numb (numb)
Beat the odds like a drum (drum)
Run, run, run, gotta run (take off)
Run, run, better run (run) (take off)
Run, run, better run
I put some brand new Margiela on my bitch
Thinkin' the same, but ain't bankin' the same
I put some brand new Margiela on my bitch
Thinkin' the same, but ain't bankin' the same
I put a brand new fluoresce on her wrist
I bought that bitch a new Patek, plain Jane
This a bigger boat, we ain't sinkin' the same
This a PJ, we are not on the same plane (plane, plane)
Yeah (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah) (goddamn)
Yellow diamonds like the sun (yeah)
And I keep it one-oh-one (yeah)
Run (take off)
Trappin' out, I'm mama's son
Now a nigga all-night run
Now a nigga shootin' fun, huh
Ooh-ooh (ooh-ooh)
I keep this shit on a tightrope (yeah)
On a PJ with no night clothes (night clothes)
We just had fucked, why it's tight though? (Why?)
Why is you tight?
I signed the check like a typo (yeah)
Rescue the trenches, all of the kiddies
We gon' and escape on a yacht boat (yeah, ooh-ooh)
We gainin' weight like Big Pun, run, nigga, run
Installin' this shit in my son, run, nigga, run
Green interior, lawn, run, nigga, run
Dr. Martin boots when I come, run, nigga, run
All I know is keep goin', run, better run (run, run)
Mama told me, "Never fold, run, better run" (run, run)
Like Jenny told Forrest Gump, run, better run (run, run)
The race to freedom ain't won, run, better run
This for the ones that never won (won)
Hurt feelin' goin' numb (numb)
Beat the odds like a drum (drum)
Run, run, better, run (run) (take off)
Run, run, better, run (run) (take off)
Run, run, better run
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