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antifa - runnin' lyrics

[intro]
all belief falls out
constantly called out
hard to be all out
honestly all doubt

[first verse]
this isn’t what it was like when i was younger
things are getting frightening and i wonder
was it just a spell i was under?
cause it f+ckin’ feels like a gunner’s
over my shoulder
feelings i try not to hold to
feel i need a sidearm and holster to protect
myself and to bolster respect
life’s too fast, rapid, cashless
hard to see what’s actually happening
wish i would have seen the heart of it back then
klonopin in my arteries packed in
to stave off the bouts of the panic
as i dash through my doubts, get frantic
cause if that’s what it’s about god dammit
how was i supposed to plan it?

[hook]
so they said “run” and i’m runnin’
said “you’re done’ and i’m done in
don’t know why they are huntin’ me
when they talk they ain’t frontin’, see?
so i’m runnin’ i’m runnin’
better come up with somethin’
don’t know how i am gonna breathe
ain’t a coward, i’m under siege
[second verse}
so they said
whoa, hold up, get back with that
it’s a safe sp+ce here, don’t act like that
everybody’s acting all matter+of+fact
but the fact is the way y’all are acting is whack
workin’ all day just breakin’ my back
check comes, f+ck it, everyone gets a whack
except me and family, they see me, they can’t stand me
what do i do when my own family won’t stan me?
part of me’s alarmed, and i’m ‘bout to f+ckin’ sound off
cuz i got blunted cuz i had a point to round off
let me roll up our joint indications of failure
hit the lights before the way that we’re going gets hazier
y’all think i got more annoying and crazier
but i think that i finally started knowing my place in here
as the tough get going and the going gets racier
f+cked with no lubrication

[third verse]
get up, go to school, get a job, get a misses
keep straight, no lates, don’t be a slob, or be dismissive
i don’t know how motherf+cking blunt to be
but y’all bunch of f+ckers have been huntin’ me
can’t even walk around strapped with gats
in the jungle habit with all the savage cats
sorry if i’ll never be the one that you needed
but i’m never gonna be that f+cking dumb and be a sheep and
be a p+wn be caught up in y’all’s ponzis
or the army hardly a thought haunts me
or taunts calls me to be wanting
to trust that y’all slovenlys got me
f+ck is this game we’re all playin’?
to the rat race, the chase, and the slaying
if there’s a fat chance of a breakaway i’ll take it
run for the door sprinting and

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