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Track 4 on Lost Vegas Mixtape "Runnin" available for download below. Lyrics Below as well. http://www.datpiff.com/mixtapes-detail.php?id=689006 Support : LOUDMiLiTiA.com Runnin’ (Verse One) I woke up in the morning and I asked myself/ Is life worth living should I blast myself?/ Damn. That's PAC if you didn't know/ In the same city PAC dropped if you didn't know/ My bro just got a strap doesn't even use it/ Barrel in my spitter pull the trigger then I eat a bullet/ Instead I hit the beat. Bong with the ganja in it/ Pour me up a drink start to sip and finish all of it/ You think I'm proud of it really I'm ashamed/ My friends can't even look at me the same/ My sister got that shit inside her veins/ Momma always stay complaining/ Meanwhile I'm Tryna get into the game/ It's fucked up right? All we wanna do is get fucked up right? Cool imma roll another gram/ Face it to myself because no ones understands/ Sayin I've changed I've just grown into a man/ Motha Fucka I am (Hook) Runnin. I'm here but. It's like I'm runnin away/ Racin. In a race. First place bout a mile away/ Something. Everybody got something to say/ Face it.. Imma make it anyway so imma face it today/ (Verse Two) Lately I've been Lonely even tho I'm all in love. What is a relationship if we don't got the trust/ I dont ever busta missions just to bust a nut/ If I do there's something missing I feel like its not enough/ Basically the difference between fucking, and making love/ shortly after making love is when The Baby comes When baby mamma gets A belly you won't be like baby cum Starting shit and arguments like "baby maybe were too young/ Now you say it was an accident/ way more serious than when you Crash the whip/ You have a kid but now you need insurance gotta tow it/ Once These diapers full of shit and all these motors started smoking/ Metaphor cause I'm a poet, totaled car but no explosion/ Hoping that I woulda died .. Now the reaper is approaching/ As I look him in the eye cause he only had one open/ Said my soul is in the rhymes there's no way I coulda sold it/ Waitttttt As a lately I've been thinking to myself/ I look into the mirror and I'm seeing some one else/ It's someone that I know, but Some one that I don't/ As I load another bowl of loud to mute my scream for help/ And you could never hear it.. If you did you'll prolly fear it.. Ill always have my spirit.. Let it live on through my lyrics.. (Hook) Like my last J im Always more than half baked/ Full grown now so any day could be my last day/ Anyone around prolly lookin for a handout boy stand down/ Shit how much can a man take? All I know is I've been grinding like a pair of bad breaks/ If I break bad. And ran base/ Instead of rape tracks and Start a fan base/ Either way I'm working for the man and that I can't take. Not even a pinch could awake me from this bad dream/ Tryna fly away.. I wish I had wings/ Got a fucken problem always in a fast fling/ But all these bitches bad and honestly it's a bad thing Fuck it tho I'm fucken hoes and sippin on this henne/ My middle finger up it goes ain't shit that you can tell me/ To make it into heaven know you gotta live through hell/ An only time will tell us both where you and I are heading.