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letra de getaway (runnin') - sterling

[hook]
sittin on the balcony
it’s hella late at night
breeze feels so good
but d-mn these mosquito bites
listen to the crickets chirp. this is what the life is like
can i just get away some body p-ss me a light

[verse 1]

and imma spark me up a jet and imma jet
congested cranium i got a lot on my mind
struggling with demons like a heathen that’s beaten on my deep ends but on the outside i be seemin’ just fine
don’t see the reason to whine although i’m tryna get cheese
just continue to grind, or live ya life down on your knees
negus please
royalty runs in my veins so in life i expect the same
hustle is the name of the game that’s why i’m playin’
cuz too many other people made it tell me what’s another one?
boy i’m grand like ya own momma’s momma’s momma’s son
said i’m grand like reverse triple zero comma one
it’s a party on my trail like the donners cuz
blazin’ a way to better days with more sun and some shade
cold world, i’m stuck on changing its ways
silver haze got me optimistic my dreams we could live it
but the come down comes now i see the dream finished
feeling pitted
see grapes of wrath so i take dab
why do i long so for something that we could never have?
but to spark a revolution is the resolution
g-ssed up politicians fill the world up with pollution
cops k!ll another kid, the protests turn to lootin’
maybe when the hands are up we should stop the shootin’
see the institution is there just to hold the youth in
set you up to fail seems like magic when you do win
chuck d had solution gotta fight the power
gotta light the tower
alert the world gotta right the sour
in this hour
can’t devour any more of the shit they try to p-ss off as substance
gauging out my eyes when i’m listening to the pundits
talking heads more like talking dead points redundant
understand that all we want now is some abundance
so when i’m crusin’ b-mpin’ tunes and coolin’ don’t gotta worry
about the blue reds hatin’ that i’m ballin’ like a jersey
pull me to the side hoping i just stay alive
funny how protection got you prayin’ you survive
pull my out the whip and they tell me spread em wide
askin if i got any drugs, guns or knives?
say nothing wise to these guys that i despise
thinkin’ bout the charts like piei wanna rise
realize it’s suicide for me to say what’s on my mind
so i take a deep breath and close my eyes and remember when i..

[hook]
sittin on the balcony
it’s hella late at night
breeze feels so good
but d-mn these mosquito bites
listen to the crickets chirp. this is what the life is like

[bridge]
fuck that i gotta pound in the back nah my nigga i’m
(runnin, runnin, runnin)
i ain’t never lookin back, that’s a fact i’m
(runnin, runnin, runnin)
said i’m on my j gatlin, when its comes to my p-ssion i’m
(runnin, runnin, runnin)
cuz ain’t a d-mn thing change, hope the race rearrange i’m
(runnin, runnin, runnin)

[verse 2]
and imma get it regardless
cuz that’s the power i harness
i’m the good doc in the tardis
-ssist the cause like i’m jarvis
that’s why i’m goin’ my hardest
i’m just trying to arrive before i’m dearly departed
cuz you can p-ss in july and they’ll forget you by august
that’s why i gotta get started
makin’ moves to spread the truth
no accolades that i garnish
will make this dude end pursuit
cuz the only lasting impression are ones that cause obsession
cuz the lessons that you reppin’ hit like tekken
beacon for a world of open eyes and a world of open minds
lookin’ for the fix well i’m serivin’ c-ke n dimes
pipin’ through the underground may start to choke in mines
what i wrote this time are spoken rhymes of broken times
the only bind would be woken lines screaming “we not gonna take it” like twisted sister
mister don’t miss the mister
my hits are grippers
pulling at you innerds to get workin’ like pistons
cuz every time you listen, you wanna fight like mr. liston
life ain’t always sunny but if the good outweighs then i won’t complain
but when injustice occur silent i cannot remain
don’t give a d-mn bout losin’ fans, just wanna share some common sense
give it to you i’m on my robin thicke
no commas prick
cuz i’m tryna get my run on
understand that i can’t go and change the world with only one song
but imma still go and write a imma get it done song
i better get a stretch cuz the runs long homie i’m

(runnin, runnin, runnin)
(repeat till end)

- sterling

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