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letra de runnin' - jun!or

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(verse one)

i woke up in the morning and i asked myself/
is life worth living should i blast myself?/
d-mn. that’s pac if you didn’t know/
in the same city pac dropped if you didn’t know/

my bro just got a strap doesn’t even use it/
barrel in my spitter pull the trigger then i eat a bullet/
instead i hit the beat. bong with the ganja in it/
pour me up a drink start to sip and finish all of it/

you think i’m proud of it really i’m ashamed/
my friends can’t even look at me the same/
my sister got that sh-t inside her veins/
momma always stay complaining/
meanwhile i’m tryna get into the game/
it’s f-cked up right?

all we wanna do is get f-cked up right?
cool imma roll another gram/
face it to myself because no ones understands/
sayin i’ve changed i’ve just grown into a man/
motha f-cka i am

(hook)

running. i’m here but. it’s like i’m running away/
racing. in a race. first place bout a mile away/
something. everybody got something to say/
face it.. imma make it anyway so imma face it today/

(verse two)

lately i’ve been lonely even tho i’m all in love
what is a relationship if we don’t got the trust/
i dont ever bust a missions just to bust a nut/
if i do there’s something missing i feel like its not enough/

basically the difference between f-cking, and making love/
shortly after making love is when the baby comes
when baby mamma gets a belly you won’t be like baby c-m
starting sh-t and arguments like “baby maybe were too young/

now you say it was an accident/
way more serious than when you crash the whip/
you have a kid but now you need insurance gotta tow it/
once these diapers full of sh-t and all these motors started smoking/
metaphor cause i’m a poet, totaled car but no explosion/

hoping that i woulda died .. now the reaper is approaching/
as i look him in the eye cause he only had one open/
said my soul is in the rhymes there’s no way i coulda sold it/
waitttttt

as a lately i’ve been thinking to myself/
i look into the mirror and i’m seeing some one else/
it’s someone that i know, but some one that i don’t/
as i load another bowl of loud to mute my scream for help/

and you could never hear it..
if you did you’ll prolly fear it..
ill always have my spirit..
let it live on through my lyrics..

(hook)

like my last j i’m always more than half baked/
full grown now so any day could be my last day/
anyone around prolly looking for a handout boy stand down/
sh-t how much can a man take?

all i know is i’ve been grinding like a pair of bad breaks/
if i break bad. and ran base/
instead of rape tracks and start a fan base/
either way i’m working for the man and that i can’t take

not even a pinch could awake me from this bad dream/
tryna fly away.. i wish i had wings/
got a f-cken problem always in a fast fling/
but all these b-tches bad and honestly it’s a bad thing

f-ck it tho i’m f-cken hoes and sipping on this henne/
my middle finger up it goes ain’t sh-t that you can tell me/
to make it into heaven know you gotta live through h-ll/
an only time will tell us both where you and i are heading

- junor

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