runfromyourpast. - dystopian. (ny) lyrics
[intro: dystopian.]
hi
i’m f*cking stuck, d*mn!
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck!
is that you!?
[verse 1: dystopian.]
i remember when my father left the crib
i never thought my life would end up cold, it’s what it is
my mind is partly broken, sh*t, i’m hoping something gives
cop a rap to roll it up, my biggest passion smoking spliffs
better wrap it in a humid, why i barely leave the crib
yeah, your uncle did some time, but really, he ain’t sh*t
had to double down, look at how my timing took your b*tch
had to double down, look at how my timing took your b*tch
i was trapping with my homies on that block
every rap starts with a gun, i keep a dime inside my sock
smoke like twenty spliffs a day, don’t you ask me, i forgot
i was laughing with my homies as we booked it from the cops
getting drunk, p*ssing, this is what i gеt for tryna make a way
f*cked up, one hand on thе wheel with all my ace of sp*ces
dumb f*ck, cooking all your verses only takes a day
i’ma put you in a pack and smoke the pain away
[interlude: dystopian.]
sh*t, i’m running from my pain, and it’s obvious
sh*t, i’m* sh*t, i’m running from my pain, and it’s ob
s*s*
running from my past, and it’s obvious
listen, and it’s obvious
running from my past, and it’s obvious
sh*t, sh*t i’m running*
[verse 2: ale]
i been running so fast from my past, i got blood on my soles
i let go of many people that i love for my goals
l*st the homies that i started with, they show me the ropes
just to find out you a f*ck up from the minute you rose
true colors really show when you get you a tec
dumping hundreds out some features who don’t think for my best
i’m an easy l!ck to ’em, how much more can i bend?
two day wheel when they show who they is at the end
i’m a product you can profit off of, labels and names
once i get my first hit, they gon’ bid up they claims
tryna figure out if i’m the next hit they can maim
it’s some industry
puppet to the industry
saying that i changed, oh look, what’s gotten into me?
told myself i wouldn’t fit the mold or the symmetry
so i could preach about the independence, but i look back at the past
f*cking stomping in my tracks, and i see myself differently
so i’ma keep running til my body gives out
look at all the bodies that i topple for a count
pour it on a track, then i pour it on a verse
and i pour it til it’s only f*cking liquor coming out
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