Aye, keep running They gunnin, Don't look back now, Running for your life, This ain't right But they don't back down, Tokin on that kush but I'm spitting out that Crack now, Blacked out, doors Locked, waiting for The cops, it's like a Crack house. Even at the top I won't stop, You don't compare to My energy, I've been smoking pot, Out the bong, Try and Better me, I'll win because I sin and The reaper is too friendly, This is just the start, but Bitches trynna end me.. I spit the realist shit, Too real for you to feel the shit, Truth is just a lie but You got everyone believing it, Everyone is innocent, Everyone's a saint, Truths within hidden lies, I've just come to repaint. Living it up, picking it up, Smoking on that kush, Filling it up, killing the love, You can pry but I don't push, Actually no fuck that, Everybodys so fucked up, Oh, I thought that you love that? Well, too bad it's already fucked up. (Wait) Aye, you can keep trying, keep dying No get up, You've been lying in a lion pit for too long Better check up, They ceizin, must be sneezing cuz They blessed us, I'm restless, Have I seen your face before? I Better go check the guest list. Are you crazy? Are you insane? Or just psychotic, I've been gazing at your brain, It seems that you're afraid? Ain't that ironic, I decide to fade instead of stay The same, you want some product? Stay awake! And play the game Or I'll make you be honest. King Kong with the chest I'm the best Homie roll up, Ding dong with the bell. You in hell? I'm the controlla, Right wrong in this song. Wanna smoke up? Toke up, Got the green with the kief, Crystal sheets need a close up. And I've been running for a while now, They gunnin with a smile now, My back is a bulls eye, They just trynna time it out, Shit now I got everybody gazing, I'm a match, this the flame, They be bitchin while I am blazing. -Storme