VIC MENSA, Thundercat - RUN! lyrics
Thundercat [Stephen Lee Bruner] Los Angeles, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[VIC MENSA, Thundercat - RUN! lyrics]
So I left a light, all alone in the dark
I could see your reflection
I could see your reflection and
I'm coming to get you
I wanted to be all that you know
So you couldn't see with a
I guess you are who you are
At least I always know you got that far
Where you gonna go? When they're
Coming to get you
Where did you run? Another malcontent
I can't last a lot, I lost out again
I gain nothing at all
But knowing how to contend
Saying nothing was wrong
They're saying down the gin
Dream everyone lives inside a
Perfect world except me
Tell me how could that be?
I'm a slave to the rhythm of the beat
Put the barrel to my body and
They tell me move your feet and he said
Run, run, run or face this gun, gun, gun
Run, run, run or face this gun, gun, gun
Nobody move nobody moves, nobody gets hurt
You want a war, you're bound to get murked
Dance
And I will let you use me if you want it
You will have your movie, pick your star
I know you love it in the spotlight
Don't you? Don't you?
I know you love it in the spotlight
Don't you?
I know you love when you wake
Up and go to work
And remember that you forgot my
Name was on your shirt
Then you remembered that you fucked
Last chance you ever had
Anyway, too bad, I know that shit gotta hurt
I'm an E! True Woodlawn story
Internet short, flash gordy
Passport sporty boarder
Going in a pair of Jordys
That boy gone in the air, catch 'em
Them New York girls
They like my southside accent
Ask if I ain't been killing it a lot
Is the INNANET hot? Is the radio pop?
Or popped up out of nowhere pulled
The plug on they plot
Plucking the feathers from the phoenix 'till
It's stuck as a rock
Now I'm in between myself and a hard place
Heartbreak hotel, for me it never goes well
At the car chase when my car
Breaks and my carburetor explodes
And I flatline at the same
Time as my heart rate
Run, run, run or face this gun, gun, gun
Run, run, run or face this gun, gun, gun
Nobody move nobody moves, nobody gets hurt
You want a war, you're bound to get murked
Dance, Dance