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"Runaway" lyrics by JOE STYLEZ
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Damn, it's been a hell of a year,
I swear I've been to hell and back
It had it's ups and downs
But they say the strong survives
Sometimes I just wanna run away

Sometimes, I think I don't belong here
Analyze, eyes drift to a long stare
Listen the lies, the truth, not at all clear
Drunk [?] never sip, I'm going for here
Cry out, can you people feel my pain
The guilt of a mother put a son through the same
The mother put it through, so she [?] to the game
Yeah, I skipped the team and the man I became.
Come on, recycle the principles
And the shadows that drag you to miss your goals
From the city where they simile and they hate
And few fall between, I can actually relate!
Ya, fuck the [?] expect from me
Let em tell you what I go through mentally
Joggle in the fact I put your palms on my back
Now that I need some, no one is fucking here
Help me!

Damn, I cut friends off that I don't need
And lost a lot of friends that I don't want to
But it's [?] they always need something whenever they fucking want you
Farewell, another argument [?] again
And we both claim, we don't wanna hurt again.
So we never trust each other when we go out
Broke up our morning we just gonna work it!
Writing letters to my brother, man I miss him when I visit, let him know is [?]
This prison don't give him the money that's on his books
By the time they do, he's being transferred in the shadow
Shit, then they [?] my uncle
Next you know, the city is in trouble!
By a fucking crooked dude that they trust it
Life can change cause [?] is sunset
Uh, blessed the families involved
For your people in the South, stay strong!
I shout, mother fucker the law
Back against the wall, when I'm hustling for more!
And this money they can break you
Brian doesn't put food on the table
Making money got nothing you to how for
[?] builds a lake, and she got nothing to [?]
Call my dad once a week, let him know I love him, even though we barely speak
And my brother got dreams
To get into the league, I just tell him to believe!
Promise Jones that we're going to make a mill
[?] they're losing, and they're hating on [?]
Uh, I don't got time for the [?]
I swear I just wanna run away, for real!

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