Swizz Beatz and Nas - Runaway

When my heart aches I'm drownin', pain won't go away
And in my cups brown fills my brain, won't go away
These five yellow girls all on parade asphyxiate (goddamn)

Still stuck in a box tryna clear my name (y'all know the deal)
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name (it's only real)
And in my cups brown fills my brain (can't stop it, can't stop it, yeah)
And in my cups brown fills my brain
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name (y'all know the deal)
Won't go away (it's only real)
I'm afraid (your love)
Your love will blow me away (can't stop it, can't stop it, yeah)
Am I dumb? All 'cause I numb the pain (yeah, yeah)
Am I just another runaway? Runaway (yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go)

Handsome gangster, ain't he? '89 to be exact
We own the block, sixteen had two TECs and one MAC
Niggas cookin' that work, we thirsty to see it come back
Killas and rats, sold crack, fiends where I hung at
Drivin' through every borough with your woman, I done that
Cuban link dreams, chasin' fiends down, these foul
Nothin' frisk me, I had the nerve not even put the weed down
These clowns thirsty to squeeze rounds

Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name (y'all know the deal)
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name (it's only real)
And in my cups brown fills my brain (can't stop it, can't stop it, yeah)
And in my cups brown fills my brain
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name (yeah, yeah)
Won't go away (yeah, yeah)
I'm afraid (your love)
Your love will blow me away (here we go)

Drivin' eighty miles per hour in the rain
Feelin' yesterday's high still
And it's calmin' my brain which is ever movin'
I still remember shootings, that never moved out my thoughts
Blowin' by the basketball court, they went to war it happened
All I imagine sometime, under sunshine on vacation
Things I did in my hood situations, oh well
Probably was a bad father to my first born
Love her to death, but I ain't been home since my first song
Provided for her, but money can't replace a father for her
Plus I got a son, blessed with kids, yeah, man, I adore them
And I was sure I was gonna leave this life too fast
I got guardian angels came down and saved my ass

Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name (y'all know the deal)
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name (it's only real)
And in my cups brown fills my brain (can't stop me)
And in my cups brown fills my brain (can't stop me, can't stop it)
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name (yeah, yeah)
Won't go away (yeah, yeah)
I'm afraid (your love)
Your love will blow me away (yeah, yeah)

New York City, stand up (yeah, yeah)
New York City, stand up
Yeah, yeah, yeah
This that Nas
That ZaZa
That New York
That ZaZa
That Nas, uh

Written by:
Aaron Livingston, Kasseem Dean, Nasir Jones

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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