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plasthic slash & greham - run, brother, run lyrics

[verse 1: plasthic slash]
too many boys got an ache for the steel
shooting, sh+tty aim, going straight for the k!ll
so if you out chasing cheese to pay for your meals
and guns blast few feet away, take to your heels
if it’s a conﬁned sp+ce like a bank hall
could be that the shooter bought that shekpe and drank all
wish u could push b+tton, end the trouble like a crank call
stay chill, get out unscathed, make you thank god
guys be out get theirs by any means
them get medicine to escape from cuffs like benylin
this the belly of the beast, don’t stick your neck out
step out the house in thе south and things could head south
but they could also bring the drama to your doorstеp
long+nailed ﬁngers swing the hammer, shoot your mum dead
very physical, they split skulls and dare to keep score
fear the criminals but here we fear police more

[hook: plasthic slash]
run, brother, run
k!lling of fellow men don’t bother some
come from the slums with the guns in their palms
get out the way when they come for the sums

[verse 2: plasthic slash]
from eleme junction to borokiri
boys got weapons and they show no pity
your well+laid plans to hammer been rehe+rs+d
but dudes with tools could throw a spanner in the works
na so them seize my n+gga phone for agip junction
two guys approach am, whisper, bone them carry something
around 8 p.m., see ehn, people full road
but one wrong movement and the pistol could blow
so the manchi just hand am over jejely
such risk, small goal when they know the penalty
they could end up in the box if they tackled by police
should sacriﬁce the piece but their minds shackled by the streets
the girls are past freaks, s+xy moves astound men
quick to blow like gas leaks, every dude around them
yeah, i know that ass thick, check how much you’ve now spent
only met her last week, she done dey ask for house rent?
[hook: plasthic slash]
run, brother, run
k!lling of fellow men don’t bother some
come from the slums with the guns in their palms
get out the way when they come for the sums

- plasthic slash greham lyrics

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