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letra de the runaway - cyne

[verse 1: cise star]
running through your city, my god, we see the danger
dodge through the cars, i’m armed with light sabers
we drowned in the clouds and fell into the vapors
released to the street, the beast rage with anger
yes, he reloaded, but, yeah, he can’t focus
no, this ain’t a joke, b-tch. he fell into hypnosis
he darker and deeper. yes, he can’t sleep, ah
he soaked in the sounds and he choked on the ether
and then he just let go, so f-ck the manifesto
screamed ‘til it hurt, covered his face like destro
thoughts became morbid and sick like necro
snap out of it, b-tch. death is if you say so
live for the weekend, reborn on a monday
run through a thursday and celebrate earth day
f-ck another birthday with nothing accomplished
did you see that starship in compton? awesome

[hook: cise star] (x2)
i trip to the light fantastic
blinding and brilliant, stubbed my big toe on
the ceiling, did it for the $55 million
but the scratch-off only gave me a ticket

[verse 2: akin]
getting deep with jules verne, busting u-turns
back to the high life beat. can you turn
down that sh-t, sir? sir, h-ll no
i’m aqua teen, hunger for more water, let blow
dare y’all to spit fire. i emcee nya-
-binghi. man, hear me out—hail to the pale liar
rhyme and reason, gang of four seasons
don’t believe the hype? k!ll white noise, i’m legion
run to negro, speak black and lay low
stay mary jane—no “ayo” for yayo
don’t freestyle—you get what you paid for
i’m no biz mark, the b-tch caught the vapor
her name hip-hop, they all want to rape her
bust in her mouth then shout, “call you later”
dedicated to monkey emcee
i’m elephant, the relevant, no black eyed peas
yeah, it’s dedicated to monkey emcee
i’m elephant, the relevant, no black eyed peas

[hook: cise star] (x2)
i trip to the light fantastic
blinding and brilliant, stubbed my big toe on
the ceiling, did it for the $55 million
but the scratch-off only gave me a ticket

[verse 3: cise star]
he runs on broke ankles, smash card tables
then cursed at his hand and folds with five fables
drowned in the river, his words became dinner
made a large bet, the cash went to sl!ck bidders
running out the room, the game just resumed
now he outs and abouts, devout within his doom
he’s shame-faced larry, no shoes and jiffy feet
willie lump lump, young punk, lost ident-ty
drift like lost cargo points, stay hollow
he wanna do better but es muy cansado
trabajando? nah, baby, he wanna wallow
in the belly of the beast, and she just swallowed
running out of time just like a broke movado
he ran from the wise and watched with beer goggles
fell to the ground and yelled, “where’s the love?”
got a hole in his shoe, and hallelujah for drugs
mad at the world, but, yeah, he wanna live again
talk bullsh-t again, he acting real feminine
ran the human race but came in last place
so he never stopped running and falling on his face

[hook: cise star] (x2)
i trip to the light fantastic
blinding and brilliant, stubbed my big toe on
the ceiling, did it for the $55 million
but the scratch-off only gave me a ticket

- cyne

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