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lirik lagu running away – ekwesco

[intro:]
man, i got all this weed in my lap, i don’t know what to do with it
i guess i’m gonna just pack another bowl, and remenice
yeah

[verse 1:]
not eating lately ’cause all the grayness in life is caving
i’m trying to rest in shade and lay low from the dame i claimed as bae
maybe making payments can save me from haters phrases
their faces are jaded; perhaps i’m anxious, not for fame, but for my greatness
patiently waiting daily, don’t waste sh-t
making playlists of rap’s rapists for days until i’m ancient
my friends are confident that i’m gonna make it
my foes are pacing patiently, praying that they can take it
(no way,) i wonder what’s up there, but i’m just stuck here
(today,) it’s sunny, but thundering, southern comfort
i took school serious, only noticing grades dropping
my first hit of the day, they hope i’ll say i’m stopping
but i’m in need of some therapy; mary jane is popping
and f-ck a drug, just green, music and flame-cropping
my only question is, “why are these lowlifes hating on us?”
i wanna ostracise my entire generation and lock it
i’m trying to spit some revolutionary sh-t, like pac did
i wanna put a halt to unarmed teenagers dropping
can’t trust my family with their word, but what else is new?
i’m just puffing, peeping this jarren and dizzy interview
lifted in my room, my f-cking guardians arguing
after i try to stop ’em i have company, volume increasing
bottling feelings and spilling eachothers business
n0body f-cking cares about your problems, or covered up pictures

[hook:]
oh, what happened to you?
what happened to who you once was, who you once was
now when you come around, you only seem happy f-cked up
you’re happy f-cked up, oh
you fail to see the blessings that surround you
it’s just us, yeah it’s just us, hey
but lately you’re starting to show some signs of a busta
don’t you run away

[verse 2:]
my only pursuit of happiness has been the music business, it’s truly written
since we got into this sh-t, it’s in the booth, only been us
and i know who to f-cking trust
slaying microphones in bulk
and looking at rappers like, “what the f-ck?”
back to back, sabotage, attack and lay ’em all down
genociding whackness by the stack, and you can all count
running up and down the mall halls, ’cause we’re all loud
hip-hop’s health hasn’t hydrated yet, it’s been a long drought
not even a month of school left, and i just wanna leave
but if i pack up, i won’t achieve is what i don’t believe
and i refuse to think i’m quitting and i won’t succeed
my family’s always proving to me that their hope is weak
the year i’m leaving academics is 2015
i’ll keep rolling, like limp bizkit playing on bowling teams
i’m growing up to go to war, like old roman teens
i’m just a salmon, swiftly swimming, shuffling up the stream

[bridge:]
concentration-breaking patience often hurts
when i’m sleeping, i just watch as it burns, i toss and i turn
how long will i yearn, got nothing to lose and something to earn
standing over my dead enemies like, “what have we learned?”
tell me what have you learned
that i’m just on my grind, every day and night
i’m aware that you rappers ain’t happy
and you f-cked up if you try to catch me
i heard your beats phat, but my lyrics ghastly
i can take it to the street and get nasty

[skit]

[break:]
tell me what have you learned
that i’m just on my grind, every day and night

[outro skit]

- ekwesco

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