Running Man
Way too fucking popped i dont know whats going on
Switch stance like a running man
I got turbans on like the Taliban
If they at the door dont fucking let em in
Im hosting my own show like David Letterman
Im so done with this reality
Pop another perky
Thats fatality
I chose the drugs over her
I think she mad at me
Could you imagine if i chose her
Now thats a tragedy
I ain't no fucking fiend
But I'm trying everything
I done fell on the ground trynna reach for my medicine
And this shit too rediculous
What happened to my innocence?
And what the hell happened to my bestest friends?
It been a minute i ain't even seen him since
They say he outside with the junkies wearing cheetah prints
I think i fucked up and took too much of this
Them xannies got me popped
I ain't finished yet
Somebody check my pulse i think i might be dead
Im drugged out my mind i can't feel the bed
I really host this shit like David Letterman
Perkys got me switching stance like a fucking runningman
Switch stance like a running man
I got turbans on like the Taliban
If they at the door dont fucking let em in
Im hosting my own show like David Letterman
Switch stance like a running man
I got turbans on like the Taliban
If they at the door dont fucking let em in
Im hosting my own show like David Letterman
Yuh
Switch stance like a running man
I got turbans on like the Taliban
If they at the door dont fucking let em in
Im hosting my own show like David Letterman
Im so done with this reality
Pop another perky
Thats fatality
I chose the drugs over her
I think she mad at me
Could you imagine if i chose her
Now thats a tragedy
I ain't no fucking fiend
But I'm trying everything
I done fell on the ground trynna reach for my medicine
And this shit too rediculous
What happened to my innocence?
And what the hell happened to my bestest friends?
It been a minute i ain't even seen him since
They say he outside with the junkies wearing cheetah prints
I think i fucked up and took too much of this
Them xannies got me popped
I ain't finished yet
Somebody check my pulse i think i might be dead
Im drugged out my mind i can't feel the bed
I really host this shit like David Letterman
Perkys got me switching stance like a fucking runningman
Switch stance like a running man
I got turbans on like the Taliban
If they at the door dont fucking let em in
Im hosting my own show like David Letterman
Switch stance like a running man
I got turbans on like the Taliban
If they at the door dont fucking let em in
Im hosting my own show like David Letterman
Yuh
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Writer(s): Rimmon De Vries
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