Run, Run, Run (Explicit)

Run, Run, Run (Explicit) - McKinley Dixon

Lyrics by：McKinley Dixon

Composed by：Sam Koff/McKinley Dixon

Running from the guns

Point and shoot

We used to played up

On the playground

Running from the guns

Who thought

Hardest part would be

For me to stay down

Running from the gun

Breaks my heart

If you decide to fly away now

Running from the guns

I am

Running from the guns

I make the devil mad

Dancing with you

All the angels lookin jealous

'Cause ya halo is hoops

Hoverin over your shoulders

Wings usually is folded

I'm not used to extending them

To tell you the truth

Pull me off the wall

Growing my roots

Sheesh

What I'm running from

Following suit

We needed more distance

So they wouldn't pursue

'Cuz up here

I'm making icarus envious too

Of my soles

And wings

And freedoms

And the songs

They'll sing

When I see 'em

Moving on my own

Put the dreaming aside

Everybody on the porch

Looked up to the sky

Friends getting mad

But before they knew

Suddenly

My niggas start lifting up too

Through the clouds

Brown shoulders

Broke right on through

With eyes watching God

My heart stays on

Running from the guns

Point and shoot

We used to played up

On the playground

Running from the guns

Who thought

Hardest part would be

For me to stay down

Running from the gun

Breaks my heart

If you decide to fly away now

Running from the guns

I am

Running from the guns

I saw that boy

Then I saw his soles

Wondering what songs

This canary holds

Glad he off the wall

And his wings unfold

Whole block gone cheer

When he makes it home

Holding heavy heart really

Makes it worse

Til we found the only way

For us to lift that curse

If we run to a place where

They know our worth

Sun talked

Said it's not my last day on earth

Hurry up

It's across the ridge

My gramps wants to fly

So I scratch that itch

And if

Niggas crying

Wit they arms raised

That should imply that

I'm in this f****

Nights on the car hood

Layed out

Crucified

Grew much more

From the love that you provide

Standing on staged

Hold back

All teary eyed

Looking at my niggas

Like glad all of you survived

We can make that work

Know you was tripping in

Being locked to the earth

Worry later

No time for us to focus

On what's past tense

And besides

Our problems

Getting over that fence

So lock both your hands

Act like you been known

Setting off fireworks

You know my kinfolks

12 round the corner

They judging our sins h*e

Once your feet hit that gravel

Nigga just run

Running from the guns

Point and shoot

We used to played

Up on the playground

Running from the guns

Who thought

Hardest part would

Be for me to stay down

Running from the gun

Breaks my heart

If you decide to fly away now

Running from the guns

I am

Running from the guns

Thing