Comin up in the roads Love in the roads I dont see any rose Everybody is close Every shop is a dose I see ya up close Everything is gross Devils making a overdose People dying like morose Stone melting away like nitrocelulose Im the last man standing so please be begone or be overdrawn If i see u u better make a runaway Or your gona be in the roads And the devil will taste your dose If u make a runaway ill sway my way to you. So take your giro and go and do a runaway.