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letra de runaways - cheno lyfe

[intro: spzrkt]
social club, misfit gang, wolf pack, runaways
runnin’
he knows i’m in a daze
not perfect
in fact i’m terrible
my life could be a parable
and i won’t stay down, baby
and i won’t stay bound, baby
neither will you
runaways on the comeback
runaways on the comeback
oh, you may have taken my time
but you ain’t takin’ my life
said you ain’t takin’ my life
settle down boy

[verse 1: cheno lyfe]
ran away for a minute
come come back in it
got spazzy with me
we p-ss the sky with no limits
got the bag with me the team with me
hear the haters swear, i’m not quitting
i’m not finished though, too long with it
i came back with vengeance
i went off [?] with interest
ears shut down to the mentions
i don’t you hate through these lenses
this rap thing is a hobby
it’s fun for me but they copy
we hear you dawg stop please
i can get you one of these bars freak
trust me we ain’t c-cky

[bridge: spzrkt & (cheno lyfe)]
runaways on the comeback (easy)
runaways on the comeback
oh, what’s happening
[spazz-spazzy rocket]
turn up

[bridge: spzrkt]
i just runaway from the days i was taking for granted
i threw you off the planet
but in my heart you landed
your love is everywhere
can’t escape your love, anywhere that we go
we don’t look at the outside, outside tell ’em cheno

[verse 2: cheno lyfe & spzrkt]
my real father is amazing
i found rest in him with no days in
i remember days i was straight in
i kicked him out but he stayed in
he was right there when i messed up
outside the door when i wrecked up
he stayed in my heart and let up
he even spared my life for that set up
that black gold, we want stacks
like a dumb cat he screaming at me
(come back!)
i [?] him and he [?] me (whoa)
he slowed me down and he bought me
and put me right with a block beat (come back, back)
c-cky, now i’m hollerin’ at all o’ these young cats (whoa)
tryin’ to get their old girls son back but they hard to see and they won’t (come back)
they duckin’ sticks, and they ([?])
gonna have ’em layin’ on their back
chasin’ [?], chasin’ meth (come back)
to a real lug with steel slugs with [?], have ’em sealed up in a cold bag with a toe tag and they won’t (come back)
misfits, sn-tched up with the hit list
that good city we in this
stay learnt of cl!ck of realness
but these nitwits won’t get this
but it’s cool though we winnin’
we spit hope and they listen
you’re welcome sit back and witness
amen

- cheno lyfe

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