Running Away

I’ve been running I’ve been running away I've been running I’ve been running away But you better run you fast When you’re relaxing, distracted Protracted, extracted, and blasted It’ll catch up with your past Don’t be a pacifist, laugh at this Fascist get asses kicked, ratchet licks Never gonna last Just grab that hatchet, and pack that shit Rack to whip, activist, lasting this Ghetto with a blast Put the petal to the metal, in the vessel Keep it level, bass and treble Put devil in a little box But be careful, get embezzled, with a special That will revel, all the rebels When they coming for the head of pac What if it was pops Chained to the back Cause he’s low and he’s shocked Pain in his back From the rolls that he flopped Took a chance, dropped Now you old, and you rot F*ck that shit, Nah I be running, I’m with Cammy Now we gunning in her Camry When we bump into my man and Now we hopping in the phantom Getting high with cannabis I wonder can she handle this No matter who I’m standing with The ducking from the panicking She froze up like a mannequin With parts that's ripped from Anakin Her feelings started vanishing Despise that she is handling Never wonder why I keep on running from damaging Almost lost my life From all the knives that you were brandishing Yeah So I snuck out of the back But the goal was attached Latched to my brain Under fros with the scratch Rack in my sack With some gold in a satch Never turn back and forth (forth) Always head north Trust no one of course (course) Run away, pain is divorced (vorced) Should’ve known I was the source (source) Yeah You cant stop running Yeah Face up to your fears and stop I’ve been running I’ve been running away I've been running I’ve been running away And you cant stop now Path of destruction, combusted The people you love and they dusted Now they’re nowhere to be found You say you hate it but secretly love it Mistrust is, disgusting It's never profound Till the sound, drowns all the rounds From the ups and the downs, in your crown When you’re bound out of bounds Better keep moving, you upset the ruler Pay the fine with some moolah Never speak about the shooter If you speak about the shooter Better pray up to your Buddha Cross your heart and hallelujah From your dreams, it's Freddy Kruger Pop, pop, drop, drop Running away is not (not) The only option that you got (got) Think for a second stop (stop) I'm still running Can’t stop running away I’m running But maybe I should just stop running I should just stop running Face up to my fears and stop