Lancey Foux - Run And You're Dead lyrics
Lance Omal
[Lancey Foux - Run And You're Dead lyrics]
Yeah, whew, huh? Want the smoke? Whew, yeah
Want the smoke? yeah want the smoke? Psyke
Want the smoke? yeah want the smoke? Psyke
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, we in here, yeah, we in here
We want the smoke, there's some in the air
It's in the air, somebody scared
Guns in the air, pagans in here
Run and you're dead, run and you're dead
Run and you're dead, run and you're dead
Run and you're dead, run and you're dead
Run and you're dead, run and you're dead
Long, run or you're gone
Body get dropped by the end of the song
Animal instinct on my gang is a band
Playing percussion and drums
I thought you was on?
But I was right, I was wrong
And I ain't righting my wrongs
And I don't care what I've done
I'll do it more than
Once, breakfast, dinner, and lunch
Yeah, I ain't even kicking a fuss
Big blue swerve, I'm kickin' the clutch
Them boy, they're kickin' the dust
Vampire vibe, but the blood ain't enough
Fall back, I ain't cool with' the love
Just went up, I can't fall into fluff
Don't call my phone, just call my bluff
Be ready to die for fucking with us
Yeah, we in here, yeah, we in here
We want the smoke, there's some in the air
It's in the air, somebody scared
Guns in the air, pagans in here
Run and you're dead, run and you're dead
Run and you're dead, run and you're dead
Run and you're dead, run and you're dead
Run and you're dead, run and you're dead
Want the smoke? yeah want the smoke? Psyke
Want the smoke? yeah want the smoke? Psyke
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, we in here, yeah, we in here
We want the smoke, there's some in the air
It's in the air, somebody scared
Guns in the air, pagans in here
Run and you're dead, run and you're dead
Run and you're dead, run and you're dead
Run and you're dead, run and you're dead
Run and you're dead, run and you're dead
Long, run or you're gone
Body get dropped by the end of the song
Animal instinct on my gang is a band
Playing percussion and drums
I thought you was on?
But I was right, I was wrong
And I ain't righting my wrongs
And I don't care what I've done
I'll do it more than
Once, breakfast, dinner, and lunch
Yeah, I ain't even kicking a fuss
Big blue swerve, I'm kickin' the clutch
Them boy, they're kickin' the dust
Vampire vibe, but the blood ain't enough
Fall back, I ain't cool with' the love
Just went up, I can't fall into fluff
Don't call my phone, just call my bluff
Be ready to die for fucking with us
Yeah, we in here, yeah, we in here
We want the smoke, there's some in the air
It's in the air, somebody scared
Guns in the air, pagans in here
Run and you're dead, run and you're dead
Run and you're dead, run and you're dead
Run and you're dead, run and you're dead
Run and you're dead, run and you're dead