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Run Lyrics - Artist : Propaganda
This is eloquent elephants conceived on Swellendam
Actual outselling it even with no disco instrument master Or market genius The meanest punk you can't see us Walk with these leaders off of these meters Talk with these heaters, watch the crowd pleaser Stop, I might beat ya Kiss the booth dudes rule to the grass root You can test this God blesser It's infinite excellent, it's about that time my peoples Your story ain't over Pass the baton and I'ma run, run, run, run, run The win ain't given to the swift no more You better learn on the witnesses how to endure You better run, run, run, run Until your heart stops To pass the baton so the story don't stop You better run, run, run, run Until your heart stops And pass the baton so the story don't stop You can call it staying power, I call it a promise On the hoods of my neighbors, Journey and Don Baker Blood of ancestors race through my veins to Live out the legacy they whisper to me And you can hear it in my hunger I am much more than a one-hit wonder Song-birthing thunder, swinging from the bleachers Go and it's gone Let me catch you daydreaming in center field, it's on Bat lefty, the pride of Ms. Petty I ride like redcoats that comin' to steal my quotes And won't let the industry change me Swear by northeast on the grave of Gramma Mamie Promise pine trees that line the streets that made me Stop my mouth is the name that saved me That's on Africa, South Central, and West Cov I swear by this dirty Cali air Your story ain't over Pass the baton and I'ma run, run, run, run, run The win ain't given to the swift no more You better learn on the witnesses how to endure You better run, run, run, run Until your heart stops To pass the baton so the story don't stop You better run, run, run, run Until your heart stops And pass the baton so the story don't stop This is granddad's taxi cab, 311 Taylor Street [?] between Jefferson and Normandy Great grandmamma being one fourth Cherokee DC and Fort Worth reppin' Southern Cali Since middle passage morphed to battle rappin' Homie it's what happens when you listen to the captain I swear, names of first-century martyrs God put their stories in the stars above us Vision gets blurry that's them singing they love us You live among us 'cause you were one of us Swear heaven discussed us since Exodus Pier line of heroes, please don't disgust us This is what I swear by, hands in the air by Time to be hipster swing at y'all seems Listen watch focus, I'm tired of the games Swear by God's Son, there is no higher name Your story ain't over Pass the baton and I'ma run, run, run, run, run The win ain't given to the swift no more You better learn on the witnesses how to endure You better run, run, run, run Until your heart stops To pass the baton so the story don't stop You better run, run, run, run Until your heart stops And pass the baton so the story don't stop |
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