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morocco brown - vacant lyrics

[intro: morocco brown]
i’ve been running away from my thoughts
see them chasing me

[verse 1: morocco brown]
running away from my thoughts
light up this blunt let me take this plane
running around all these blocks
spend all my time trying to chase this paper
f-ck it my future is brighter than any f-cks fired
i try for to sit on you all
f-ck it my luther is silent, the activist in me making sure i don’t fall
hope i don’t burn in this city, i’ve learned from this city
it weren’t for this city, robbery posted up servin’ them nickies
mooky and [?] do work with the fifty
power this black house to purge in my city
urging my city for change in a purse
here are my thoughts, in a range or a he-rs-
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aim for the gang get the wrench for the girl
chasing the bank with a tank full of verbs
young black man with a thing for the herb
spit it so clean with a brain full of [?]
ain’t y’all know that i spit it exactly
so y’all know that i came for the world
seventeen in the booth with my demons
ebony with the boots on my seat man
can’t wait to see the truths of my preaching
cause i can’t delude all my teachings
bought this cape and boots with my visa
so i can save the dudes on my features
and i can say and do what i please
cause i paid the dues on my lease up

[hook] x2
i’ve been running away from my thoughts
see them chasing me, oh
i’ve been running away from my thoughts
these streets is vacant, bae

[verse 2: morocco brown]
running around with this noose on my neck
with the booth in my head and the town on my back
track after track smokin’ pack after pack
in a foreign black jag got the racks in my lap
traffic is bad but the pack and [?] got my -ss in the lab
p-ssion a green til the gets us mad, p-ssionate rocks on the surface i crash
but these looks is deceiving, artists oughta be preaching now
what the f-ck was you thinking? new forgot and it deep in now
daddy told me don’t sell your soul for some f-cking gold
that’s some tweak sh-t, wow
one the nine my pops turned around
and they gunned him down for some g sh-t, wow
hoping i’m saving my city, hooray for my city, i pray for my city
mayor [?] the case don’t get lifted
bullsh-t don’t phase me i pray for ascension
ruthless creations but waving my city
so [?] face don’t look empty
guns don’t go poppin’ those tensions go swiftly
grabbin’ my nation my patience go with it

[hook] x2

[verse 3: taylor bennett]
walk on the beach, hold my hand
tossed in the world, don’t get lost in the sand
pc dust got her hooked and lookin’ for a helping hand
turn to movies and [?] man and a plan
gotta run, gotta fly, gotta soar, gotta dive
sore from the pain but you goin’, am i right?
coulda been a cheerleader but that isn’t your type
confused blowing [?] paper ‘stead of moonlight
blue moon sittin’ on a coaster
miss girl culture claustrophobic
only hang with white girls but her black friends don’t know it
don’t ever use a glove, 23 like michael so sorry mrs. jackson
but i am for real
i got a flight to catch i gotta show to k!ll
and then float the roof
the crowd crazy aight

[hook] x2

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