The Runaway Film
(Instrumental)
[Verse]
Life is such a trip, there's no time to be crying
Gotta make a bag, there’s a reason to be trying
Lord knows my name but he know I ain't be lying
Seen alot of fucked shit but all I do is keep sighing
From the start, as a kid, i’ve always been silenced
Don’t say too much, it’ll lead to more violence
Life is so cute, full of roses and bliss
Boy bullshit, made a motherfucker die from this
Grew up a lil faster than most of my dawgs
Had the hard truth implanted when I was so lost
Put that yellow tape around my face, I dare ya
Security cameras won’t do much either
Don’t lemme get started with the people I trust
One day the dawgs, then they kill me for lust
Put me in a chamber, let me starve if you must
Cause I ain’t gettin popped for somebody’s dust, but
Skeletons are dancing for my entry to hell
Man I copped a silver ring just for that one to tell
Gotta watch the local news, to see who be frontin
Get a screw loose, stuntin a murder for nothin
Many people went from Banquo to scarecrow
Lost out they minds like they in death row
Let the burdens build till they resort to a hoe
Or a twenty gauge loaded make the fam be at woe
An apocalypse inside, World War Three in your brain
If it ain’t a slipknot, you gon be hit by a train
Every single move feel like a mountain of thorns
A date with the horns, wish you’d never been born
There’s a dead man walking alone in the rain
He don't really feel much, not even pain
Hours everyday rolling blunts till he slain
Watch his whole damn future dripping down the drain
And this the type of life that many people be livin
They brothas got choppas, and they mommas ain't livid
But who am I to judge or point a finger to blame
Cause it’s the runaway film and it’s always been the same