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Run Away chords by MyKill

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Verse 1
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I move crowds like Artest
and Steven Jackson
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I'm a verb, yeah, I do believe in action
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Fuck your nerves,
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I'm perturbed,
I'm reenactin'
The scene from Objection
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with Samuel Jackson to get the blastin'
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Y 'all give me headaches,
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man, I need an aspirin
You tough guys,
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man, you tough -factin' just like tenactin'
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Man, I'm nasty like black licorice,
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I leave a bad taste in your mouth,
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my spat's ridiculous
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Man, I'm wild like Cat Williams in this troupe and these jokes,
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man, it's funny but that's serious
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Sweep sixteen, throw a party for a verse,
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man, my flow is like throwing
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a dead body in a hearse
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I'm a killer running through airport
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lobbies just for herse
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I'm Orin Thorne when you call,
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Nicole and Ronnie getting murked
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You motherfuckers getting done away,
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when you see me coming, man,
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you better run away
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You motherfuckers getting done away
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It's too late, homeboys,
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to put your gun away
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You young dudes,
you always got something to say
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Em
I'll make you motherfuckers run away
You motherfuckers getting done away
It's too late, homeboys,
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to put your gun away
You young dudes,
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you always got something to say
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I'll make you motherfuckers
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run away
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I cannibalize you emcees,
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I'm Jeffrey Diamond with the drama,
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the morgue's never empty
When I emcee,
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I'm Denzel in the equalizer,
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so you motherfuckers never tempt me,
or go against me
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You need four or five guys
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the size of Kimbo Slice just to win,
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Don't make me cock and squeeze,
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philosophic man,
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I'm the black soccer tease
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My teller straight as an elevator
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when I drop emcees, in my rhyme
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I kick game like a soccer team
Cali is the real estate without
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the properties
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And it's a cold day in hell man
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so call me Dr. Freeze
Whatever for the cheddar man
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I need lots of cheese
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I'm like a Gucci sweater
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cuz I'm surrounded by
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a lot of cheese
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You motherfuckers getting done away
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When you see me coming man
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you better run away
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You motherfuckers getting done away
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It's too late homeboys
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so put your gun away
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You young dudes you always got
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something to say
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I'll make you motherfuckers run away
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You motherfuckers getting done away
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It's too late homeboys,
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so put your gun away
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You young dudes,
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you always got something to say
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Runaway, I'll make you motherfuckers
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run away
I'm supposed to be impressed
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with your rest record
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Little runnin' with the lawman
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just to impress, check it
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Runaway, now I'm supposed
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to believe you ruthless
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Are you a real gangster or
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real stupid?
A tattletale?
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Snitch on yourself tight.
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Tats on your face
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like you fresh out of jail tight.
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You did hard time,
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that's what you tell me.
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You wasn't locked down in my pop.
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You was locked down at L .P.
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And that's a juvenile hard dog.
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Your gangster resume
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ain't even crucial at all, dog.
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They call me over the hill.
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I'm a beast with a loose sleeve.
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But now they want me to chill.
Want me to fix the rap game,
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but they don't want me to kill.
Called me a has -been,
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but now they on me with skill.
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You mothafuckas getting done away,
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when you see me coming man
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you better run away
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You mothafuckas getting done away,
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it's too late homeboys
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to put your gun away
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You young dudes you al
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ways got something to say,
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I'll make you mothafuckas run away
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You mothafuckas getting done away,
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it's too late homeboys to
put your gun away
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You young dudes you always got
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something to say,
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I'll make you mothafuckas
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run away
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