Running Through the Woods

Running through the woods watching the cut trees flip flop
Bumping to the beat of my own feet against the cliff top
Hearing my thoughts so quiet I can barely hear a pin drop
Engineering knots of speech, I can make a hater's chin drop
Reaching for my greatest dreams, i don't think that you would notice
Rhymes so fine, they more beauty than a lotus
Many people in our lives, they try and say our rap is bugus
Labels don't mean anything, if you think they hurt then show us

I know when you're lying, or barely even trying
Cutting through my heart, even though you follow through
Makes me regret all the love that I gave you
Yah, yah

They said hey gramps, why you have cramps
I said I just need to rest and set up a few fans
Get cool air blowing to stop the freezing in my joints
Many rappers can't keep their verses on point
Well I can, back to my side pain
The frequency of freezes drives me insane
The process of aging is probably to blame
My joints are breaking, and so is my brain

I know when you're lying, or barely even trying
Cutting through my heart, even though you follow through
Makes me regret all the love that I gave you
Yah, yah
I know when you're lying, or barely even trying
Cutting through my heart, even though you follow through
Makes me regret all the love that I gave you
Yah, yah



Credits
Writer(s): Atticus Caccavo
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