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John Miles Run

you're going to run to? Run, oh, oh, oh where you're going to run to? Where you're going to run? Tell me where you're going to run to? Run, tell me

of demons that'll leave the pastor bleeding You ain't gotta ask the reason, I know it's jack or scheming You can see the tiger stripe J from a mile away

I can tell you I, I can show you, oh, I I'm tha magnificent with tha sensational style Down to all of my automobiles wit no miles Yellow corvettes,

, yeah When the war's on, the pores are drawn like pictures The niggaz is all gone when these triggers get witcha Nigga before long you need stitches in your long Johns

A spear, a spike, a point, a nail A drip, a drop, the end of the tale A truckload of bricks in the soft morning light The sound of a shot in the dead of the night A mile

you see But she looked three times or so it would seem The rain started up it began to teem And she was getting drenched She started to run but he caught

my John Deer tractor) Plowboy baby (Redman pouch full of chewin' tobaccer) Plowboy baby (Sleepin' at night 'cause I work all day) Plowboy baby (You can smell my pigs from a mile

shoot myself like Kurt Cobain did (I think my dad has a gun) (MC Knows Too Many Facts About Bees) I'm MC Knows Too Many Facts About Bees Fifty miles

got played out real quick See some wrote him off, some said he was done Made a joke of, hope he enjoyed the run I don't enjoy bein shunned, so I'm back