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• Artiste: Madchild
• Titre: Runaway
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It's not what you have done, it's what you're doing now It's not where you have been, it's where you're goin' now Not so everywhere I go I hold it down That's why everywhere I go you know it's goin' down (it's goin' down) (You can run but you can't hide) [x2] Now, yeah, I am still a little monster, Still a Swollen Member, rip it up at every concert Lost a few years and we lost a couple sponsors But now I want it all and I am back to f*cking conquer so (I've come to take what's mine, naw, we've come to take what's ours) Look, I became a serpent lyin' perfectly flat Poppin' Percocets 'til everything went purple and black I was lyin' on the dirt with the shirt on my back Got up and wiped myself off and now I'm circling back Here I come, and now my boys are surviving spreading through the internet like poisonous ivy Or a virus, or a forest fire, call me "Cyrus" the battleaxe warrior I was shipwrecked for a quick sec, I felt like Tom Hanks with a volleyball (Ha ha ha ha) Fists clenched so tight I got white knuckles I been killin' it since B-boy belt buckles Old school on some Popeye eating spinach fights Roll up in a MCM suit and a pair of British Knights They drank Cristal I drank a dolla pop I'm the type to stay and fight 'til someone fall or drop They look like the type to run away and call the cops Such a sh*t half rat, half lollipop (You can run but you can't hide) [x2] It's not what you have done, it's what you're doing now It's not where you have been, it's where you're goin' now Not so everywhere I go I hold it down That's why everywhere I go you know it's goin' down (So tough!) Bipolar manic depressant that's my reality Gifted narcissist with an addictive personality Mortifying, fortified, bonafide champion War supply, over-sized, more than gargantuan (You can run but you can't hide) [x2] (Yeah... run!) My medulla oblongata 'bout to massacre a slaughter Cause I'm here to rock the planet like Afrika Bambaataa And I've been waitin' for the right moment to strike While I'm holding the mic, cause I'm a soldier that fights Premeditated systematic attacks, The assassin from the Vatican's back, spittin' radical facts Most rappers spit theatrical crap for me to move ahead I had to go back I explode on the track, The larger picture still alludes you, From Swollen Members, we are not here to confuse you So f*ck all of the smoke and mirrors It's the Spiderman, the Silver Surfer, man I hope you hear us Who's liver, but too diverse Like a pink mohawk into new sideburns I refuse to be old broke and haggard So I reveal my face under this cloaking dagger When they tell my story let 'em say that I walk with giants This isn't rap, this is textbook math and science I spot a kiss when it come down to the art of this A martyr, but these other murderers they want no part of this You f*ckin' started it, I'll f*cking finish it, This is my business and I don't leave no witnesses (You can run but you can't hide) [x2] It's not what you have done, it's what you're doing now It's not where you have been, it's where you're goin' now Not so everywhere I go I hold it down That's why everywhere I go you know it's goin' down (So!) (You can run but you can't hide) [x2] Runaway (Thanks to Tinklemaster for these lyrics)