调：A minor
Intro 1
G
Yeah
Verse 1
and I always wanted to run shit
Said his daddy had a .38,
but they ain't found it
Told his niggas how it looked,
and out loud he thought it
would've made shit better
But I was six then,
don't cry for me
Shedding tears for three families,
living with this tragedy
Anyway, I'm straight into the alley
with these niggas that I look up to
But the niggas that you look up to,
well fuck you
Pulled out his daddy pistol
and when I turned around,
heard him laugh
But my nigga that was with us,
and I can still see his face
Mama always told us kids
need to learn to stand a child's
Voices in your head,
when it ain't your song
Sing it, run, nigga, run,
but you can't go home
Mama said I wouldn't make it,
cause this life I lead
Make it hard for a nigga to breathe,
do you believe
when it ain't your song
Sing it, run, nigga, run,
cause this life I lead
Make it hard for a nigga to breathe,
do you believe?
I'm running like fuck,
cause we all grew up together
I think that nigga James is
calling my name,
I hear him vaguely
It's so bad that I can't go home,
a case is up, emergency
This nigga flipped out,
I can hear the nigga footsteps
React to his advances,
cause it's time for taking chances
I'm aware it's just a series
Decisions, against the odds,
my choice to keep on living
Even mama couldn't fix this,
and it's sure to be the worst day
little boys live like grown men
They never asked to come here,
one crazy nigga, one dead
That leaves me here abandoned,
fucked up from where I'm
standing
Scrambling,
the thought of my dead partner
made me vomit
And the fact that I'm running,
makes the loss that got done
It wasn't even me, he had the gun
Damn, all we was doing was just playing
Have you ever heard voices in your head,
when it ain't your song?
Singing run nigga run,
but you can't go home
My mama said I wouldn't make it
cause this life I lead
Make it hard for a nigga to breathe
Do you believe in the
voices in your head?
When it ain't your song?
Sing it, run, nigga, run
But you can't go home
Mama said I wouldn't make it
Cause this life I lead
Make it hard for a nigga to breathe
Do you believe?
I'm scared like I've never been before
Is running through my mind
I lost the race to bad news
But still I'm feeling homesick
Cause I see that friendship
Who pointed fingers at me?
Kill a child in cold blood
my momma's skin tone
Became a runaway,
and a murderer since I've been gone
It's questions to be answered,
my word against his word
Catch the truth between the lies,
it'd be a whopper for his family
See him out in the world,
can't escape from reality
Tragedy, my partner lost his life,
I feel regret
But words won't bring
him back home
and he'll never see the sunset
Lord, they doing dumb shit
What the hell's wrong
with these children
trying to run shit
Buyin' these heaters and pullin' them
Lord, come quick
They never too young to bite bullets
Do somethin' Lucifer's
comin' down on
What the hell's wrong
with these killin'
Tryin' to run shit
Buyin' these heaters and pullin' them
Lord, come quick
They never too young to bite bullets
Do somethin' Lucifer's
comin' down on
Have you ever heard voices in your head
When it ain't your song
Singin' run, nigga, run
But you can't go home
My mama said I wouldn't make it
Cause this life I lead
Make it hard for a n***a to breathe,
and it ain't your song
Say it wrong, n***a, wrong,
but you can't go home
cause this life I lead
Make it hard for a n***a to breathe,
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