The Heat I: Run
You, you, you, you better run! You, you, you, you better run!
Freeze! Don't move!
Kindly place your credentials in full view
We've had reports of an unhealthy breakthrough
You didn't let cash and status control you
And if you didn't pray for prosperity, then did you pray at all?
You better run, run like the wind boy, or get carried away
You better make a break straight for the back door
Or they'll come with all their guns
You better run
You, you, you, you better run! You, you, you, you better run!
You better douse what you've learned in a gallon of gas, boy
Pile it high, strike up a match and let it burn, burn, let it burn
Your worth isn't measured by what you've earned, so just run
You better run
You better run, run like the wind boy, or get carried away
You better make a break straight for the back door
Or they'll come with all their guns
You better run
You, you, you, you better run! You, you, you, you better run!
Run when the cash-stained hands start grabbing
Run when the gold-plate fangs start grinning
You better run, run like the wind boy, or get carried away
You better make a break straight for the back door
Or they'll come with all their guns
You better run, run like the wind boy, or get carried away
You better make a break straight for the back door
Or they'll come with all their guns
You better run
You, you, you, you better run! You, you, you, you better run!
Freeze! Don't move!
Kindly place your credentials in full view
We've had reports of an unhealthy breakthrough
You didn't let cash and status control you
And if you didn't pray for prosperity, then did you pray at all?
You better run, run like the wind boy, or get carried away
You better make a break straight for the back door
Or they'll come with all their guns
You better run
You, you, you, you better run! You, you, you, you better run!
You better douse what you've learned in a gallon of gas, boy
Pile it high, strike up a match and let it burn, burn, let it burn
Your worth isn't measured by what you've earned, so just run
You better run
You better run, run like the wind boy, or get carried away
You better make a break straight for the back door
Or they'll come with all their guns
You better run
You, you, you, you better run! You, you, you, you better run!
Run when the cash-stained hands start grabbing
Run when the gold-plate fangs start grinning
You better run, run like the wind boy, or get carried away
You better make a break straight for the back door
Or they'll come with all their guns
You better run, run like the wind boy, or get carried away
You better make a break straight for the back door
Or they'll come with all their guns
You better run
You, you, you, you better run! You, you, you, you better run!
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Writer(s): Evan Baker, Jesse Gentry
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