Woorden:
Run Kid Run Set The Dial

feel This feeling's got me off the ground, transmitting love around When everything's a little out of place Make your move to escape Set the dial and

to feel This feeling's got me off the ground, transmitting love around When everything's a little out of place Make your move to escape Set the dial and

And drew my name on the wall like helter skelter Run for shelter never crossed my mind I had a guage, a grenade, and even a nine Dial 911 for the bitch

I CANNOT SATISFY MUCH AGAINST EVERYONE'S ADVICE I'M STILL TRYING I'M TRYING I'M TRYING I'M TRYING Overweight karate kid Like an overweight karate kid

K. Son of a gun when I spit 16 bars ya'll rap niggas dial 911 I'm only 14, and ya'll rap dudes ready to run this ain't a game, ain't no time for fun

you slide, but I decided not to Don't even try to run, cause I got you Trapped like a rat, your tail bein squeezed In the trap I set, caught you goin

Smile and give your face somethin the fuck to do You're ugly, smugly, squiggly, dilly-wrinkled faced bastard Someone needs to hit and run ya to run ya