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Runaway (Remix)
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Kanye West
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(Intro: Diverse One) Yeah Diverse JP (Verse 1: Diverse One) Living off borrowed time like Timberlake 'Scaped doom just In Time but made your timbers shake Hint the vague-ness behind my lyrics But I runaway runaway from the hate fast The Mix Bag got mixed reviews But I'm still in the mix still stealin' shows I'm Steal, Cop, Confused? My lyrics need dissection not views Fuse a fuse, noose, You who lose Shoot, Shoot, Shoot Arrest like Guru Show the full clip 'Fore judin' my escape plan CityScape and skate is how I skate man Why you budgin'? Hussin'? Hush, I'm already gone! October City, Home of the Don But not Done as in never coming back Finna take a break can't confiscate or hate that I runaway like Ye from Ye fans Or Ye from Ye man No Wave I wave hand Fiasco, don't need no deep-ass show Just dope-ass beats and my dope-ass flow will flap Saliva enducin' raps, who's in? I'm usin' music as my getaway place I'mma head away gates open Clip still loadin' as I go in It ain't denotin' the last light but the flashlight is off Monsters above I'm gone! (Vers) (Pre-Hook: Kanye West) And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong You been puttin' up with my sh*t just way too long I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most So I think it's time for us to have a toast (Hook: Kanye West) Let's have a toast for the douchebags Let's have a toast for the as*h**es Let's have a toast for the sc*mbags Every one of them that I know Let's have a toast for the j*rk-offs That'll never take work off Baby, I got a plan Run away fast as you can (Verse 2: JP) On the mic, I’m ill, the illest ever Get off that grill Give you the realest never Dear I’m tenderloin, the price of all the slices Raw, shooting shots as cold as ice is No logic, but imma enter with an amen Closer to hell than motherf**king cavemen Push ya out of the league, I’m not playing Globalization, plague, contagious what I’m saying Depression came with the wind, it’s open-airs Kinda sad and frustrated, can’t ball upstairs Yeah blow me up like some C4s Stuck, and bout to explode I only see foes, Nothing to spare to people I’m going for the strike The Gear ain’t equal, unique, so not alike Trying to drain this game, fish stuck in a tank No sea to see, swim in pee, ain’t freely Tryna control this game Closed doors,c*ck pit, married to game Not going to divorce Immortal, not talking bout Jesus Talking features, Setting it so low Like the Chinese’s, thanks to my teachers Blowing out so much cold Too much to handle I’m the wind, so I wouldn’t light a candle Goddamn lion, hungry, incorrectly fed I’m eating slices now, coarse, gaining the right bread (Pre-Hook: Kanye West) And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong You been puttin' up with my sh*t just way too long I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most So I think it's time for us to have a toast (Hook: Kanye West) Let's have a toast for the douchebags Let's have a toast for the as*h**es Let's have a toast for the sc*mbags Every one of them that I know Let's have a toast for the j*rk-offs That'll never take work off Baby, I got a plan Run away fast as you can
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