Statik Selektah & JFK feat. Reks & Termanology - Brothers On The Run Lyrics
Running here and there, I’m preaching everywhere
Running here and there, I’m preaching everywhere
I see you dude man, I now what you going through b
Running here and there, I’m preaching everywhere
I be seeing my niggas grow old
I mean they go, they go away, they should come home
Check, you see my brother’s on the run, is his …
He running from the law and they gonn bury him
They won’t carry him into the jail, get his finger nails
I mean tips, I mean prints
The point is you need to fear, the joint is for any who fear
Like purple one they tear, for what they put on that scale
They crossing over the rails, they jumping over the roof tops
Better have them skills for real
Long drop, have you flatter in the mail, I mean pay check
Bills, point as you will, be left without a breath,
Death kill nigga, kill for tey even… you can’t lie still
Gotta move I mean dack it up, head for the hills, cut a deal
I mean twill and they will, put your soul, and it feels, in the o
With the roses, split you like moses, the seas, decease, this is
For soldiers in the win, I mean floating in the breeze
Running here and there, I’m preaching everywhere
Running here and there, I’m preaching everywhere
Running here and there, I’m preaching everywhere
Running here
Free gutter, free jay, ah,
My brother jay, he hustle yay, like every fucking day
They locked him up and took his guns away
And for his sons I pray,
Just another miserable night, another Lawrence day
Where the warrant’s the reason your baby mama pray
Giving you that real life shit, racks jfk,
Stack easy, showing off, I got something to say
You fuckers coming my way, you getting snuffed in the face
I’m humble but get your face pummeled by the apes
I try to preach peace and stay in the least beef
But me and my g’s got beef with the police chief
I feel like chief keef cause I don’t fuck with fuckshit
On the west they would call you a buster
On the east they would call you a sucker
And me, I’m just tryina make music you trusting
I rather go down in the box, someone who represented my town the right way
And I’m out
Running here and there, I’m preaching everywhere
Running here and there, I’m preaching everywhere
Running here and there, I’m preaching everywhere
Running here
I’ve been here and there on the run you know, true story you know
The … service, all the way to the real boys, you know what I mean
Been on the run like 9 months straight, pushing weight, gaining weight
In the gym everyday, just tryina get straight
Nancy grey’s pushing the case, got a face that can’t be traced
Smoke your piff, I swear that it’s laced
I’m paranoid massed up like hardy
It’s all green in the garden, you’re a stupid dude I get you’re pardon
I can’t fill the rocks with lamps and raw socks
And it’s back to the blocks where cops pull glocks
My story line, no timeline, and I could battle any day
But it takes too much of my grind time
I’ve been hearing that, no price on freedom
It’s like I’m driving with no brakes yo, I guess I’m bleeding
Pedal to the floor, gotta adjust to the change of seasons
Don’t push me in that corner and give a reason
I guess it’s all some sort of treason,
Give me that one way ticket, I’m gone, I’m leaving
Running here and there, I’m preaching everywhere
Running here and there, I’m preaching everywhere
Running here and there, I’m preaching everywhere
Running here .
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