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• Artiste: Clipping
• Titre: Run For Your Life
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Way too Hollywood to be in Hollywood (Shh) You done did it now Heard the dope was good and well, a hood's a hood, fuck (Shh) You gone get it now They said she gone get you, right They said she got all the juice They said keep her happy though or she'd be coming after you But shit you get invincible when you get high And them sticky fingers never stopped to wonder why So now you sprinting by that fish market Trying to make it to Some of the blood in the ears is drumming The heart is a cable jumper The brain is flipping the language The lungs are probably toast But everybody who ever stopped running is now a ghost You ain't seen them headlights in a minute so it might be cool Night is falling gently and there ain't no one in sight for you Stop tripping, stop tripping, stop tripping But don't stop moving, ho Not giving the visions a minute to make a move, let's go Ho, get it right Get out of sight She on the street Run for your life Don't you know that she ain't afraid to shoot? (You ain't scared, is you?) You fucked up and she coming for you Ho, get it right Get out of sight She on the street Run for your life Don't you know that she cut you for fun (You ain't scared, is you?) If she coming for you, better run (You ain't scared, is you?) Turned into an alley quick Just a wall that's made of brick With a dirty mattress leaning up against, it smell like piss Big green dumpster to the right Color rusted, look like wine Lid is heavy, but it's creaking open That'll do just fine Bags of trash with [?] stick out Coffee grounds are spilling down Duck and slam, the lid close, damn That metal echo hella loud Quiet, sit the plastic swish with every tiny move or twitch Liquid all across the bottom Probably bout a quarter inch Shiver all up in the bones A body feeling crazy Face is streaked with tears and dirt The vision going hazy Fuck it, it's too dark to see Cannot cry and can't be weak It's a code of honor Gotta keep it gangster in the streets OG, OG, OG, OG, OG, OG, oh Jesus Slap that Koopsta all day so you knew just how this would be This the devil's playground, ain't for play But you was born into it Not far in the distance creeping up is that underground music Ho, get it right Get out of sight She on the street Run for your life Don't you know that she ain't afraid to shoot? (You ain't scared, is you?) You fucked up and she coming for you Ho, get it right Get out of sight She on the street Run for your life Don't you know that she cut you for fun (You ain't scared, is you?) If she coming for you, better run (You ain't scared, is you?) It's La Chat, the killer, the murderer, the bitch they love to hate Hell you tried to run but I caught you you know it's no escape [?] Throw your garbage ass in the dumpster and now shit on your grave [?] them sober bitches to blood I'm cutting your body up Never know your name, your remains is scattered through the mud Yeah they should have warned you, La Chat, bitch Man, she don't give a fuck Put you in the ground and relapse Gone dig your ass back up [?], you haters gotta die [?], a bipolar bitch [?] Drama queen, I'm bringing this drama Don't fuck with me, I'll hunt you Cut you up like meat, take your kids, a very tasty luncheon Body you bitches for fun Punch a big hole through your lungs Cut out your motherfucking tongue [?] Boostin' up the murder rate Hannibal Lecter your face Chainsawed your rib cage Another missing persons case, ho Ho, get it right Get out of sight She on the street Run for your life Don't you know that she ain't afraid to shoot? (You ain't scared, is you?) You fucked up and she coming for you Ho, get it right Get out of sight She on the street Run for your life Don't you know that she cut you for fun (You ain't scared, is you?) If she coming for you, better run (You ain't scared, is you?)