Run A Train

F**k you, nobody my fish! F**k you, nobody my pain!

They say the laws timing is divine, and I walk with him, so that explains mine.

Cold deep down, you may find all that pain creates a strange bond.

Slums connected like the drums in a baseline.

Petrovider, deaf and poverty, I chase mine.

Like breath or lies, I test, I'm trying to walk a straight line.

Meditate and fall a better state, and my deranged mine.

Tell us all the Buddha pulls and realizes, he throwing games on.

I guess the lesson is you can escape crime, even when the straight line I remain calm.

F**k you, my heart, but at the same time, if I'm being honest, I can feel that plain dime.

So I ride through the city streets, reaching for memory that hang on.

Going backwards like the penalty to see a young elite, but that day's gone.

Wild times looking up a cloud, now how high can your main climb?

Remember when they respond when you're highland, funny high, if you dial us can change mine.

F**k you, nobody my fish! F**k you, nobody my pain! F**k you, nobody my skull!

F**k you, nobody your main! Tint all this down on a pain!

A relentless ghost up no rain!

Mingers they die everything!

So drug your relics, world of traces!

As a pipsqueat lean on survival instincts, so backstreet,

Sweat a 10 up horse like them guys in instinct.

Killed in an assault at dirty poppin' plus had it in me.

We're serving raccoe, deserted black, trying to cause a frenzy.

To profit quickly, I'm passin' by my pockets, empty, trying to make a legal dial,

seam-hearted and garden win-be.

When you're hardly six feet tall, and somehow I could ball up better,

we're caught on my hand, those cause niggas gonna try to rip me.

The one I'll rob people if I leave, no gotta lift me.

I ride the sit-in side of Bentley, and be the owner-like, providing kidneys.

I know the luck is not extended, I choose my homies wisely,

seem too many die from friends beef.

Big dreams to change the world back when I ride a 10 speed.

You for the losing thinking through music, I could angry.

When too many bodies get powder, pennies, rivals, histories,

so stoppin' this violence, is like bringing the guys in strip piece.

So I ride the do the city streets, reachin' for a memory to hang on.

Going backwards like a penalty to see a young girl meet, but that day's gone.

Wild times lookin' up a cloud, nine, how high can your main climb?

Remember when they respond when you're high, and funny high, few dollars can change mine.

Fuck do you know, but my pitch!

Fuck do you know, but my pain!

Fuck do you know, but my scut!

Fuck do you know, but your main!

Tint all this down on a pain!

A rally's got stop no rain!

Because they die every day!

So, from your redness, run a dream!

From your redness, run a dream!

Fuck the world, let's run a dream!

Fuck the world, let's run a dream!

Fuck the world, let's run a dream!

Fuck the world, let's run a dream!