Rick Green the Artist - Running

Stuck in the trap like he needs freeing
They say the earths not flat its got a big bunda
walk like an op then he must be
Talk like the jakes then his defiantly bacon
On the road like I'm part of the pavement
Cloak and dagger its back to the basics
I'm a star you off mini lil' planet
I told you these picture don't come from a Kodak
Hitters get pitched on the road, that's a road kill
No feels and they got no chills
Give no fucks and they don't know love
Paid in full, tryna ball like on ball
See when it claps, it's standing ovation
Guys just running don't know no location
Ambulance for bodies, didn't come for no patience
I can't see no bad man standing
Everyone's running when the guns start blamming
I can't see no bad man standing
Everyone's running when the guns start blamming
I can't see no bad man standing
Everyone's running when the guns start blamming
Run run everyone's running when the guns start blamming
Run run
Damn
Can a young brudda just be free
Can a young brudda actually breathe
Knee on my neck cause I'm I C 3
Killing them rhymes, thats a 187 like a 419
Got catch that drop on job on mode
Like woah, quote, these bruddas aren't shit unqoute
Screaming out culture, I don't really know
Bars come cold like I'm numb to the throat
Ghost in machine or machine on ghost
War on the net, that's petty, that's wet
Like I don't see no bad man standing
Everyone's running when the guns start blamming
I don't see no bad man standing
Everyone's running when the guns start blamming
I don't see no bad man standing
Everyone's running when the guns start blamming
Everones running when the gun starts blamming
Panic, pranging, manic madness
Let me show you how this paper works
Daily on my paper like it's daily mail
I gotta see that paper work
We don't believe you
Like tracing paper you're see-through
cant put a price on this realness

Written by:
Joao Kiangebeni

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